The Oxymoron

I drowned,  drowned in the bottomless pit of insolent absurdities.  My melancholy had come to life with my death. Not literally nor a pretentious metaphor, I guess it was a shade of grey. A new shade for me. A shade I didn't know existed but was brought into existence for me. Faint memories, chaotic fragments, perplexed state of my mind - all these were supposed to entangle my head when death knocked at my door. Well fate planned something else entirely. Life on auto-tune ,  that's what it was. I had direction. I had just one job, to take one step after another. How difficult could it have been. Not that difficult perhaps. Perhaps it was that difficult and I was delusional. Love,  sex,  drugs, the LSD of the millennial generation, I for once am or for this story's sake was, satiable. Wonder not why I speak with such morose for these events have already taken place. They are beyond my control. I merely danced on the piper's tunes. Did my job right. Ended ...

You stand up there, neck bent so condescending The idols, the pictures, all the hymns and bhajans, I pity you Think you the master, me the puppet, rattle your fingers you make me dance? Oh almighty, in all thy grace and redemption, you forget You are my creation I look at you, not condescending, but disappointed, broken, The rustling nature's golden bosom, where you steal life daily The elements, the senses, I'm all and all is mine The edge of the blade that cuts through emotion, a mother's prayer and a child's hope, Redeem you I shall for You are my creation  Created you me, distracted, naive and careless Brother stab brother, bleed the river dry, colored men not breed nor flourish stand shoulder to shoulder Lies, greed, misery, man but a glitch here, fighting to live together, winner stands alone he lacks wisdom What were you thinking? The cold seed of destruction, boiling, stirring your cauldron - dearth and gold, polished sedans and scarred naked ...

Round and green and blue, oh Astounding it is to see it wander Around the mighty ball of fire Contenders so many, the Sun chose "None abundant with life, but you" Blue cried with joy, pouring heavy Crown to impress,  the seven to dress Passion set ablaze, the Sun sending rays "Deliver my love to Blue, kiss her, blush her red" Rode for miles and miles Ignored the Martian, waiting oh so petite Ignored the Roman Goddess Dived, the rays to bathe the mistress Shocked Instead of the sun kiss well awaited All was left was a dark spot, the rays Hit by you on the way, the shadow was all Blue ever got

I am but one, mumbling Bickering of traded emotions, listening Ear to your crying soul, haunted Ghouls in the darkness, terrified Decompose without a medal, brave Fighting the fight head to head breath by breath Wisdom and idiosyncrasies, all is my dirge