True Gilt
At the
dawn is remembered their black knight
Reluctantly
their memories won’t evade last night
Middle-class
mores instilled thru’ guilt
In the
blackness their desires shine, the true gilt
Inspired
by thoughts is the reality of future
No
infinity but eternity, living their now culture
In the
darkness of small hours where inquisitiveness dies
Life
springs to the fore blinding all prying eyes
What to
do about those lingering mind pictures?
Daylight once
more raising castigating caricatures
Cling to
reality and fight trained to feel bad
Unearned
guilt the life-blood of control freaks frightened sad
Short
time passes and dark knight passions rise
Glancing
in mirrors their true gilt song is in reprise
I know
they can’t resist and will always reach for that twist
Once more
depraved will be their happiness’s insist
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