"We pass the word around; we ponder how the case is put by different people, we read the poetry; we meditate over the literature; we play the music; we change our minds; we reach an understanding. Society evolves this way, not by shouting each other down, but by the unique capacity of unique, individual human beings to comprehend each other." - Lewis Thomas

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

The Cherub and The Sinner

There is a room,
Locked behind a wooden door,
That lies long forgotten.

A nursery and a tomb
Silhouetted by shelves
A child and a skull sit opposite.

The child, born of innocence,
Thousand years of tolerance
Sat upon the dusty shelf.

A single star,
Silently swinging sorrow,
Like a spot light upon a stage.

The skull sits in silence,
Locked eternally with a smirk
The sin of eternity.

In the center,
A world spins like a top,
About to topple over.

The Cherub and the Sinner,
Place bets on the spilling souls,
Like sailors lost at sea.

There exists a single room,
Locked behind a forgotten door,
Where time places no tole
On the wicked
Nor upon the innocence,
She merely watches from above
Like a star singing sorrow.

"In each and every soul which wonders are fair earth there exists a soul of equal eloquence to them self. The issue lies not with their existence but with there location in relation to each other. It is our job not only acknowledge their existence but to find them and prove to ourself and them that they are that destiny." - Authors Note 55

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