All fake rules to breach
12 May 2016

The night wears
My limitless frame
Like a cloak
Of darkness
Concealing the light within
My endless source bright
Soul awake
Watches as they quake
Minds clinging
Desperate
To a grey world now dying
Broken synapses
Weak attempts
Mending the bridges
Stitching seams
Killing dreams
Pushing dreamers to ridges
End of the journey
Infinite
The rays of the heart
They soar high
Into sky
Explosion of truths in lie
Cosmic clarity
Scarcity
Fabricated scheme
Enslaving
Paths of love
Clipping the wings of the dove
Of lost abundance
We will reach
The valleys of hope
Downward slope
Upward push
Known forces of resistance
All fake rules to breach
Reading of the poem:

Pete Kilpatrick Band – Coming Home