Tuesday, 8 January 2013

Presumptuous


While we sit in silence contemplating our lives
And the world turns in dark space
We cannot see the trees for the forest before us
Or the smile for the face
There is a bitter taste to the words we speak
And every line weighs more than it should
We spend all our time trying not to be bad
No time, then, trying to be good

The targets out of range we set our minds to find
We are the blind and we’re leading the blind
Hand over hand, swim through the sand

We think we know our hearts enough to know
The secret workings of other’s minds
And in our presumptuous  turns
Seek to ensnare these binds
Too quick into the fray we leapt unbidden, unknowing, blind
Is it instant gratification or self destruction we find?

Insolent we press the pressure of our hit and miss affairs
These vials of petty emotion, these briefly burning candles
And secret handshakes and cold daggers
And blood slippery on the handles
We are intent to love at all costs or simply to consume
Destroying that which we say we desire
With thoughtless deed and thoughtless word
Emotions of unchecked fire

The targets out of range we set our minds to find
We are the blind and we’re leading the blind
Hand over hand, swim through the sand

We think we know our heads enough to know
The secret workings of other’s lives
And in our presumptuous  turns
Seek to banish these lies
Too quick into the fray we leapt unbidden, unknowing, blind
Is it instant gratification or self destruction we find?

We believe ourselves to be true to blind faith
Conjured words from the keepers of lies
We hold to our crooked paths with misguided abandon
Secure as the warm days shift to colder nights
Somewhere up ahead on the distant horizon, we are ships
Caught in the maelstrom of unbedded fury
We thrash at our yokes, unsatisfied
And in an instant moment our lusts are buried

Too late.
We have fallen, a mire
Onto our knives
Extinguish that fire.