Goblet Of Heaven Poem by Christopher Neil

Infinite words of wisdom poured out from the delivered like wine from the goblet of heaven. Quenching the thirst for knowledge leaving breadcrumb trails that illuminate the darkened path. Breathed in with this light and narrated by a fairy tale called life. Exhaled through death whose shape unfolds with every wrinkle in time. Falling from this wardrobe it's evident, fig leaves and apple trees provide sinful ways but no explanation. Naked like the first days of man, shedding the soul. Left on the floor as it unravels, until the thread which was once a mask becomes a pile of regret, remorse, and resentment. Live it no more and be gone with your pain. Speak when you’re called to silence bad dreams. This is the way of the world brought to you by yours truly, sponsored by you know who, and chased by the nightmares of him, her and them. We carry this burden...