Time’s Retreat

I have to wonder
as I listen to people talk
if truth is there
beneath all the uttered lies
wound amongst
feet of those marching
ivied trendrils
accuracy of facts.
Eyes wide open
no longer can we hide
where evil is found
light must be shone
casting doubt upon
those in authority
those in power
who corrupt the congregation.
Building walls
of stainless steel
fitted with cutted glass
knees slashed
if any try to escape.
Building concrete enclosures
who roars
muzzled suddenly
when those dislike her speak.
We begin to count
no longer up
for the fall of time
the desperation of those
dialing weapons
to keep in power
a diseased mind
lost in an imaginary world
living an era
that no longer exists.
©June 14/20
Picture via Pinterest

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

A single hard working mom of a soon to be teenage son. A poet and story teller I have wanted to write since I was a child. This space is where I share stories about myself and my life and the creative poetry that stirs my soul. My hope is you will pull up a chair and a cup of coffee delving into the world that I offer and you find simple enjoyment for a few moments. Welcome to The Wonderful & Wacky World of One Single Mom

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