The World that is becoming Real
in a world
where we walk in our sleep
we look on with indifference
as the children do weep
promises are made
we intend not to keep
we live in the shallows
while lost in the deep
we profess to seek truth
while embracing the lie
pretending to live
while each day we die
we paint on a smile
while inside we cry
accepting illusions
and never ask why
looking to heavens
for forgiveness of sin
delusions abound
created within
transfigurative salvation
by Genie or Jin
the pathways of losers
dreaming to win
our dance and our laughter
laced with travail
upon stormy seas
less rudder less sail
dis-ease with our brethren
undiagnosed ail
yet i hear souls crying
with silent night wail
but hold to your hope
for the sun soon come
in light of the new day
we realize our sum
the pathway revealed
to whence we are from
and spirits attuned
all minds now aplomb
and joy in the streets
of Gold we will dance
for all “Is” is perfect
‘twas never with chance
each touch of our love
perpetuates advance
i’ll see you at the party
and we’ll sing perchance
in the world that is coming to be
© 2 February 2012 : William S. Peters, Sr.
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