Obsistant Ocularity

More than instigation
An abstraction of ideals
Forgotten along with time
Prominent at waters edge
Or under the judgement of a faded subjugation
For the values they dissipate
With the constructs they divide
It is the very subservience that compels
our destruction of beauty
Our outreach of malice
Nothing shall change the light that reaches our souls
Nothing that his eyes cannot see
That green light that cannot escape sin
Severance of some divine morale
Austere in its attempt to feel
In any way to become stoic
Or to reconstruct some sense of meaning
With our devoid frugality
It leaves us as a faded prominence
A picture of sight.
An abstract devoid obsistant ocularity.