Sitting in the chamber of my dreams
paralyzed by the earthquake of my thoughts
I was riding on the painbarrier
waiting for the painkiller to come
Insanity and genius just one breath apart
sorrow such a tender friend -
life's always been a rollercoaster
to the little boy I met
"Hey guy", he grinned, "where is God?"
"God is dead", I regretfully replied,
"God is always on the other side
the eternal gambler, the king of bad luck!"
"God is the thing you never reach
God is past, long time ago
God is future, never real enough to come
God is a black hole!"
"But Mister", he insisted,
"who gave light to us?"
"Light is just an illusion
shining for the moment
promising clearness
bringing darkness."
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"And what about love
what about confidence?"
"Love is only in your dreams
confidence a religion of fools!"
He remained silent, thoughtfully
"If this is all true
then what is life good for?"
"Life is hope, life is pain
and life is waiting for that neverworld,
that you created - life belongs to
the childish hearts,
those who dare to dream."
A glance of understanding
the fog was lifted
knowledge behind the curtain
of two eyes that faded to grey
and his questions ceased forever
And I returned to my chambers
rocking myself to sleep
hoping for a silent night
condemning the enquirer ever after |
