Alfred Barna


All That Can Be - Poem by Alfred Barna

Who defines what we perceive
Who refines what we believe
Those who seek to wrap us in chains
Always the imagination, captivity never restrains
A force not obedient to your desires
Surveil all you will, you cannot see all can be seen
Immune to cells, concreate and fires
A love of a life beyond your hatred soaked meme
Blinding you to all that can be
Blinding you to all that can be

We are spirits to be free
Not held in your embrace of captivity
Collectives are museums of death and destruction
Consensuses of coercion of reality
A sly design in which you insert your instruction
We are spirits to be free
Not held in your embrace of dim captivity

But the magic of mankind you cannot make disappear
For this power is what you secretly deeply fear
Force is not obedience to your plan
Temporarily it gives you a slight of hand
But an opening plurality of places and of realities
Which we merely have the sense to barely taste
There are so many others worlds than all of these
An elite who expects to hoard it all a spiteful waste
Limiting you to all that can be
Limiting you to all that can be

We are spirits to be free
Not held in your embrace of captivity
Collectives are museums of death and destruction
Consensuses of coercion of reality
A sly design in which you insert your instruction
We are spirits to be free
Not held in your embrace of dim captivity

Those who seek to limit others to expand themselves
Are as foolish as libraries of secrets on dusty shelves
For there are things so bright that they must shine
And cannot be hidden for any great length of time
To corral a butterfly, you’ve but to touch delicate wings
You destroy what you expect to capture
Like trying to silence the song bird that sweetly sings
The crescendo a thunderclap of rapture
Opening you to all that can be
Opening you to all that can be

Topic(s) of this poem: love


Poet's Notes about The Poem

For those who believe they can hold the universe in their hands - futilty

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 11, 2015



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