Time

Crystal tides of overwhelming sorrow

creep up on the unaware and steal their youth,
leaving desolate souls and hopeless faces.

Time is cruelty to those who seek the untouchable.
That which is named by some as happiness,
love, joy, extreme exhaltation.
None of which are ever truly found in this unholy place.

Only in dreams and white-walled rooms
is true freedom named and talked with.

Religion holds no answer for a soul whose loved one died
for choosing a different path.
Only the reigning Supreme Being grants tranquility
in our lives.

Life is not what you make of it ---
It is handed to you on platters of choice
and you but choose one
of the alternatives.



18 March 1992

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