Sometimes I see humankind as machines, parts, increments, of something beyond our lives. |
-Contrivances- by Keaton Foster Upon The switch As always His hand rest Legions of his Feral minions Stumble around Unaware Unclear That he’s there Not knowing Form and control Unwilling it seems Is the role Of those who question What they are doing And why They don’t belong To each other To him Or themselves They are alone In a sea of nothing Contained by something Beyond each horizon Past any obtainable distance Or reasonable perspective Devine is the right Of the creator And thus decimator He answers to nothing Most of all to his creations And equally listed damnations He won’t be bothered How could he ever His power and will Upon a level Unquantifiable By mere mortals Our minds Pin pricks within The confinements Of his understanding His brilliance only bested By his omnipotence We, you, us Human in pairs Thus singularity cleared Reality for each of us Must remain unblemished Precise aptitude as always Is required A higher plane of existence Is what we should aspire So of course There are questions Wonderments really Idealistic placations That we would accept as is Words from the divine An institution to which Many If not all Wish to belong Membership is more than life More than knowing Or confessing an understanding of Membership is a deity unto itself An outright duplication Of the alpha and the omega There is only one true god In this world of many lies That we find ourselves All of us will ultimately die Not knowing more then we Can wrap our minds around Our eagerness to understand Irrelevant and at times To him, repugnant Such oblivious bastards Such subtle nuances Do indeed Make us distinguishable Carbon copies Clearly we are not But rather slightly damaged Inequalities of an equation Left unbalanced Left unchecked An ungraded answer Bound by servitude And reasonable chance God does love us all As much as he should As much as thought required Such creation not wasted But rather increased cases Of uniquely adapted Contrivances… Contrivances Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2015. |