THIS EVIL PLACE AND TIME
the fractured state
the fragmented time
these are the setting
these are the frame
for all this chaos
for this vile decay
we sink deep within this
drowning in ache
a darkness is within
an empty place
where is no hope
where is no dream
where is no trace of prayer
so much destroys us
so many things defile
and leave no recourse
some evil hovers
over this life
all threads that promise
are trampled down
all avenues which seem
to lead to freedom
are blocked by chain
and toppled stone
unsteady context
upsets the day
we can't perform
we can't achieve
all things flow past
in muddled grey
unable to engage with
impossible to take
such returning
seems to have no point
we are so damaged
so broken here ...
is there a tomorrow
without this pain?
is there a future
released from this despair?
- Brendan Tripp
09/24/2001
Copyright © 2001 by Brendan Tripp
