Through all the confusion of blindness
we silently hear, a voice of contentment
consoling the misunderstood, the bitterness
of anger and soulless mutter, of those who
cannot find the peace that was meant to
light their way to self-understanding, love,
without questions asked, that faith will not
heal on it's own., without hope.
Blame not the ignorant soul of faithless
humor, they do not know what stands in the
darkness that once was light when youth
pronounced strength of forceful deceit, without
honor and grace, proclaiming disturbance of
mind and soul with excuses controlled only
by anger and discrimination unable to bring
forth a conclusive outlook.
Combined together, hands of truth, announcing
the will of superior authority commencing
in order, a willingness bright with explosive
experience, to know answers without anger
and discontent, leisurely distributing thoughts
meaningful without knowledge, how it came to be
an unconscious matter from the start.
Being of luring intellect, consider rules that were
once performed, in a priceless way, not thought
about till humanity considered confusion over
self-controlled diversity.
Just consider the outcome of a unconfused unconscious
mind, filled with understanding and knowledge.
