Forgotten
Look into your third eye, behold what you see;
civilizations forever recycling, right before me.
Adapting, growing, evolving, reaching to the light;
void of inner sight, still looking, without any sight.
Crumbling and rising, failing and succeeding again;
becoming stronger by weeding the weak, it's a sin.
Warning labels of the damned, ignorance of cycles;
sinking the Ark underground, fearing of the trials.
Ice age passing, a warming trend, round about we go;
too short a lifespan to remember, at least they say so.
Fiber optics universal, information on a beam of light;
theta taps everlasting knowledge, look within for sight.
Molecular Frequency Modulation, matter manifests;
tune in, and tune on, a frequency not like the rest.
Illusions that humans cannot coexist, rat race pace;
outlawing the right to peace, winning their own race.
Solar Maximus, activity, flares, and ejections, oh my;
Solar Minimus cool it sun, the wind is chilled, in the sky.
Man, it sure is hot, think I'll find me a spot of shade;
dude, it sure is cold, stoke that fire, don't let it fade.
When will it stop raining, as if clouds sprung a leak;
how deep can the water get, to the highest peak.
Empires rise, and empires fall, control over the meek;
domination, disregard, instant gratification they seek.
External sight of the blind, bonding instant Karma;
they cannot see, they will never understand Dharma.
Joshua of Nazareth, Emmanuel, Christ the Holy Son;
now open your eyes, and see that we are only One.
~greyeyesgabriel 2014
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Submitted on January 10, 2015
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Scheme | AABB XXCC DDBB XXEE FFGG HHHH IIJJ |
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Closest metre | Iambic heptameter |
Characters | 1,486 |
Words | 252 |
Stanzas | 7 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4 |
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