by agoodguy2havesuffolk, Virginia, USA
Apr 2010 445 Views 6 comments
see saw
to levitate above the hate
and see the canon's fodder
balancing the light and weight
knowing what things most matter
it's an inner war ain't it?
a mortal combat of our mind
twixt devilish and the sainted
between insanity and the refined
sword in hand with olive branch
we know the coin's sides and edge
give our humanity half a chance
face the view at the cliffs ledge
it's about ambiguity...i think
the arc of the apex at the top
'bout wide plains to the brink
of souls gravitous descent we drop
we're always tugging on the rope
pulling the other muddy part of us
Sisyphus struggles with rock on slope
pushing uphill trying not to digress
to balance the struggle every day
too far to dark or to the light
and not tip the symmetry and sway
balancing wrongs and what's left
© agoodguy2have 2010-04-22
and see the canon's fodder
balancing the light and weight
knowing what things most matter
it's an inner war ain't it?
a mortal combat of our mind
twixt devilish and the sainted
between insanity and the refined
sword in hand with olive branch
we know the coin's sides and edge
give our humanity half a chance
face the view at the cliffs ledge
it's about ambiguity...i think
the arc of the apex at the top
'bout wide plains to the brink
of souls gravitous descent we drop
we're always tugging on the rope
pulling the other muddy part of us
Sisyphus struggles with rock on slope
pushing uphill trying not to digress
to balance the struggle every day
too far to dark or to the light
and not tip the symmetry and sway
balancing wrongs and what's left
© agoodguy2have 2010-04-22
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Posted: Apr 2010
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Comments (6)
a mortal combat of our mind
twixt devilish and the sainted
between insanity and the refined"
I sooo agree, and very nice to read, thanks...
I am always confused by the image of Sisyphus. As portrayed by Camus, he is admirable for his ability to persevere while confronted by "the realization of the absurd". But, according to myth, he was not able to levitate above the hate nor see canon's fodder as having worth. Ours is an inner war we fight on the see saw of life. Thank you for sharing.
great write