The Psycho-Spiritual World At War Poem by Matt Western

The Psycho-Spiritual World At War



I flare shedding energy readily
To pair hereditary symbols and define my history
With sublime imagery from the divine missionary of me
Similes I bridge vividly and my affinity for words is pure and obligatory

To counter the otherwise preliminary out of reach
Subjects of literary liturgy bound in the niche
Of a world ruled by machinery which has lost its transitory
Ability to define divinity existentially with the words that we speak

The inner directory also an entity allowing the spirit to explore its faculty
In the usually avoided void of creativity
Refused in a hierarchy of conformity
Where we practice all we can preach

Principalities that pincer the humans egoistic need
To dwell on pseudo philosophies and idolised dreams
Governing truant the pliable trying mentality
Where television screens weave our dreams

Into a web fabricated by an irate fraternity
Inciting hate, enticing fate into the mindscape shy of the enlightened innate
Pathway open to everybody
This leverage of authority that levees the autonomy

To rule our minds and bodies
With mis-information projected along our subliminal trajectory
Of us the uncontrollable mob they deem humanity
Doomed in formality as pawn to anarchy if we seek to marry this silent enemy

The vine from a stem of a tree called life now flourishing in its peak
Yet undernourished from the roots fed by a crooked seed that overlooked the Godly
Which has lost its reach awash in a sea of delusionary
Luciferian tyranny that chooses to obliviously preach regardless of the truce in thee

The profuse creed that promises each wealth abundantly
Obtuse at the seams this fattened falsity
Ruthless in heisting souls by the plenty
Conundrums we need to decipher and address with the key to unlock reality

Block the antibody and concoct a remedy to take heed
Forsake this snake shaping society
With the self-propriety to expel this lease
Spell the end of this reap on our consciousness beseeched

By the submissive seat of denial and sequential self defeat
In hungry fashion we quench in thirsty drunkenly
Blunders whereby the ego prevents one form developing spiritually
Enveloping of the conscious into behaviour patterns that expose our susceptibility

Confiding in the destiny we should leave the primordial essence to decay
Steer with perseverance, revere the curse that swerved the sense into a sway
With consequence to obey and fall prey
Be afraid in all ways and stalled by the façade of candescent arrays

Of here say rampant today
So never again to shy away from the almighty creator here to stay
Who blessed all with senses, feelings and virtues that determine our race
Answers to the divine which if we search allow powers awesome to be obtained

Ricocheting material adherence to gain
Satan’s domain of ideal idols imitating in austere proclaim
Dictating the nature of the fate we should choose to uptake
Displacing falsehoods that pave the way for hardships and pain
So we can yield our true purpose and live again

Sunday, September 27, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: alliteration,assonance,conflict,contrast,dactyl,metaphor,morality,psychological,spiritual,symbolic
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