Pyres of Apathy
The timeless predator now lacks for teeth
for I long to embrace its dark caress
fearing not the finality of its kiss
nor the fleeting of my final breath.
Its dominion is now betrayed
for I strip it of its authority
by surrendering to the struggle
and smiling at the coming death.
So let the troubadour sing my dirge
for I no longer fear my requiem
my foot will tap to its dark melody
as I hum along in final harmony.
I once raged against the coming hordes
with a cavalier's courageous shout
but found no solace in my victories
just remorse for my war's causalities.
My passion burned in the fires of apathy
with purity sacrificed to compromise
my faith lost to the seas of bureaucracy
while hope bled from conformity's sword.
So I relinquish the delusions of control
by shattering the mirror of my illusions
as shards rain in reflections of my past
I blind myself from visions of tomorrow.
The timeless predator now lacks authority
its dominion betrayed in my surrender
blindly I hum my dirge while smiling
as I throw myself on the pyres of apathy.
© Joey Jones 3/13
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