Alone Among Many
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Copyright 2010 Spargo Postle
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1
- I’m Clinging On
2
- In a World of Contradiction
3
- In the Darkness of My Mind
4
- On Her Own
5
- The End is Nigh
6
- The Sentinel
7
- She Comes to Me
8
- A Mother’s Arms
9
- We Are Lonely
10
- A Man of Few Words
11
- Dear Critic
12
- I Cried a Little Today
13
- The
14
- after Despair may come Hope
15
- Redundant
16
- The End?
17
- Dear Writer
18
- ThoughtsFull
19
- see Me
20
- I’m Scared of the Darkness
21
- The Assassination of Hope
22
- who am I
23
- Today’s Tomorrow
24
- We’re Standing at the Edge of a Precipice
25
- The Bearer of Sorrow and Pain
26
- A Hard Man with a Hard Dog
27
- Beauty Became The Beast
28
- A Poet Walks Into A Bar
29
- Tomorrow’s Tomorrow
30
- Dear You
31
- Unfinished Love Story - In a Bar, In a City
32
- Unfinished Love Story - The Morning After Last Night
33
- Unfinished Love Story - A Glimpse of Spring
34
- Unfinished Love Story - First Date
35
- Unfinished Love Story - Are We Synchronised?
About
- Spargo Postle
I'm
clinging on
to the edge
of a rock
my rock
clinging to the
edge of my rock
Starting
to lose my grip
it’s slippery and wet
icy cold
dank
how
long can I cling on?
Fingertips
barely hold on
stiff and frozen
people walk by
above
me
offering their worldly advice
All the
help
drips upon rock
over my fingers
trickling over
me
drowning me
People
below
hang from my clothes
pull at me
clutching
dragging
me down
The
weight
from beneath
forcing my grip
to my
fingernails
screech and shred
It’s
so dark
down there
in the deep
the abyss
I’m clinging
on
Two
Jays land
on each of my hands
they stare
at me
and they
peck
They
peck
and they peck
at the rock
my rock
they peck
hand-holds in my rock
Those
above leave me
those that cling to me drop away
the Jay’s
hop off my rock
to watch me
cling on or climb up
2 - In a World of Contradiction
I
In a
world of contradiction
where truth is filled with lies
and lies
masquerade as truth
I watch.
A world
decaying.
Death before my eyes.
Men
slaughter men.
Men of slaughtered men slaughter men.
And so it
is,
the dead are my heroes
the dead are my enemy,
the dead
are my dead.
And the
land of the dead
decays before my eyes.
Scorched into vast
desert
empty of water.
Shortened lives for my evening
viewing
with empty stomachs bloated toward death.
Earth returns
to dust and sand.
An
earth drowning from rain.
Sea levels growing
tides higher
river
banks widening.
As flood and tsunami reclaim land,
receding to
show merciless power.
Man dead.
Animal dead.
Construction of
man dead.
Habitat of animal dead.
And I
see the efforts of man to harness nature,
so that man can save
man.
And I see the efforts of nature to harness man,
so that
nature can save nature.
Forcing each into subservience.
Nature
brings
tornado and hurricane,
deep snow and fire,
searing
heat and penetrating cold,
hot rock and splitting of earth.
Death
and decay.
Man
invents and reinvents.
New building and city,
lakes and
dams,
all things becoming higher and wider,
faster and
bigger.
Power in miniature.
I watch
a world being reborn,
changing
evolving
renewing
alive
yet ageing.
I
watch,
for now,
for then,
for what is to be.
Nature and
man in harmony?
II
In a
world of contradiction
where truth is filled with lies
and lies
masquerade as truth
I listen.
To
those that know.
To those who oppose those that know,
and those
who oppose the opposer.
Those that lie
and those who speak the
truth.
And I
am left to choose,
told I have no choice.
Told there are a
multitude of choices.
Speakers tell me they do it all for us,
talk
of profits,
tell me about benefit
With
smooth words,
calming
inspirational
enticing anger
help
me rejoice
I cry and I laugh.
Because I listen.
Communication
is my key,
but not all is told.
I hear later,
not all,
it
is not in my interests.
Those that know better,
those that know
no better,
talk to me when they know I am ready.
When they are
ready.
When I find out.
When others can no longer hide truth
and lies.
For
me?
For them
For me?
For money
For me?
For power
For
me?
I
listen
and hear
that what I have to suffer,
is for the good
of others.
Because I have so much,
that they have nothing.
I
am contributing to the good of man,
I am not contributing
enough.
For the good of man
for my own good.
So that I am
better.
That I am saving the world
from death and
pestilence,
starvation and deprivation.
That I should have
listened,
that I didn't hear.
I
listen
for now,
for then,
for what is to be.
Does man
hear the truth?
III
In a
world of contradiction
where truth is filled with lies
and lies
masquerade as truth
I learn.
A
dwindling sun
out grows itself,
gets larger,
consumes all
around,
implodes.
Shines brighter than before.
Not now.
But
soon.
Not in our lifetime,
but in billions of lifetimes.
That
life is short
yet people are living longer.
That our
populations are ageing
and there are not enough young.
That we
have too many offspring.
The
crops grown do not suffice.
Not enough food means we'll
starve.
The food grown will replace oil.
The oil that brings
wealth
is what brings death.
For man will slaughter man
for
the last remaining oil.
Nature
will be harnessed.
Nature provides for me.
Nature can and will
destroy us regularly.
I have not prepared for natures onslaught.
I
cannot resist nature’s onslaught.
Men
will tell the truth,
and lie,
to support my
understanding.
Ensure my knowledge is controlled
because I will
fear what I know,
fear what I do not know
And I
learn to ask,
learn to find out
that in the end
the end will
be for some
the end will not come for others.
A world of
knowledge before me,
a world of misinformation.
Right
here
right now.
I
learn
for now,
for then,
for what is to be
Will man ever
truly know?
IV
The lie
in this truth
or
the truth in this lie
is that knowledge is
given freely
by those with power,
and true power is gained
by
allowing a knowledge
that is provided by those
that want my
knowledge
to enhance their power.
Thus,
I
watch
I listen
I learn,
what I am expected to.
And in
return
I give away my power,
as do you,
freely,
to those
that crave power.
So that I,
and we,
we few,
Can
watch?
Can listen?
Can learn?
3 - In the Darkness of My Mind
In the
darkness of my mind
as quiet falls about me
when I am alone
He
is there
looming tall above me
the Devil with the beguiling
eyes
and the sweetest of smiles
Communion
without taste
sustenance without texture
force without
fight
neither here nor there
And I
am then
the child
the forgotten one
ageless in
thought
sorrowful
mesmerised
And the
darkness
the silence
descends
I want
to fight my Demon
abate His advance
force away this
despondence
purge my soul
become old again
No
longer am I
No longer do I be
For He
is smothering me
holding me captive
the Devil with the
beguiling eyes
and the sweetest of smiles