Dark Tower Poem by Alfred Barna

Dark Tower



How easily we justify cruel treatment
Of one another, I find haunting
Where one stands on a dark imaginary
Pyramid can be sadly daunting
Engrained increasingly into our heart
From the inception day we are from the womb
Ego massaged and tempted from the start
Inexorably leading us right to our doom

Propagandized pride leading to arrogance
Which we use to justify our later deceit
Because we now have our circumstance
Our inhumane treatment is now complete
Now we can subjugate with clean conscience to control
As if we destroy others somehow for their own good
Our diseased minds hunt down others to bring them into the fold
Then have the hubris to say our Creator is misunderstood
Suffering from leprosy in our soul and in our mind
Perhaps, we have so disgusted our Lord, his back has now been turned
Hoping that someday our eyes would open from being blind
You would think after all these centuries we would have lessons learned

How easily we justify the misery we create
By our wealth, DNA, color tone, religion, or social grace
Inside we are wounded children who commiserate
And yet the outside masses are from outer space
Yet even the power you think you gain by killing innocence
Don't you know that blackness will never turn into white
Any power you receive will quickly burn you with recompense
What you have planned for us can never be justified as right

All your friends say come with us to the dark tower
We can make you special enough to worship the world
How can you believe that you could hold the power
To wield over the fate of every boy and every girl
Satan whispers to those who crave to even the score
For we are all hurt by one another in this game of thrones
For we have fought so long, no one knows what the blood is for
How can we carry these sacrifices until we are a heap of bones
Now we can stand aside and look at ourselves in the mirror
We are no better and no worse than one another on this earth
Wipe off the fog, open your eyes and you will see clearer
Stop being led astray, for we have all been lied to since our birth

Thursday, December 15, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: friendship,politics
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Exceptionalism is merely circumstance, yet we are all equal, yet equally exceptional. Fragile as a flower, and strong as stone.
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