Clutching
At Air
Sadness
makes me dwell in the Land
of Helplessness
For I
hear cries of need and loneliness
And I’m
powerless
Neither
prayer nor goodness makes any difference
To
understand the world free of uncertainty
There’s a
division by two that contradicts certainly
Either by
faith or reason regardless of villainy
For each
by the other’s viewed as tyranny
To
synergize these two is an exercise in dishonesty
But it
was done and undermined them both effectively
So the
doldrums buffet me in this mood of melancholy
Do I
scream in terror when it seems there’s nothing out there?
A floor
that can’t be seen is the demon of nihilism beckoning
Selection
of suffering or ending is the offerings
Courage
in one, weakness in the other
No
bedrock is an evil and death no solution either
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