Paradise Lost Poem by Vision Ghost

How much this world now seemingly an indecipherable enigma
From stories of our lives once born to state of affairs’ nirvana
Sung upon winds of time that learned minds do so temper
Where be the tenderness I knew, a little boy as histories offender

Where is my mother who knew so much who I seemingly exceed?
Where is my father to who I knew strength now an aging creed?
Why does a child cry in a world of communication so more alone?
In the search for excuses can we not strip this any further to the bone?

My hands are raw to the sentiment’s desertion of simply trying
The competition of living, trodden upon the egoism for existing
Cannot ye fellow man taketh a hand upon the children’s tears?
To be the knight as every woman can be to defeat their fears?

Has our modern life liken now to recent times of embattlement
Taken the toll for normality as we shrug and pass by the sentiment
A screaming child lost that we fear to embrace so keep on walking
Are we so pacified to violence that we may anoint normality as suffering?

I focus back in yielding to nostalgia to days of evening sunshine
Played out our games when friends were the world to be mine
As hearts were free as much my feet could run in clearest air
Now fogged in memories for the fortunes I know not but of despair

I embrace my flesh and blood I feel coursing in my veins survival
May I turn back the hands of time, to a place of ignorant revival?
A time when nothing was known, a time when I knew not of this
Safer than is now, let me be the father then, in a time of bliss

When the confusion dwells upon the dawn arising to awaken
That my eyes see only darkness that I wish not for our children
So much in the passing of time I wish back the nil knowledge to accrue
Longing to captivate that innocence again we held so dear, so true

The playing fields of our best friends and abandoned houses of ghosts
Endless weeks seemingly a lifetime in seven days without signposts
Take heed I see the generations now as our world is their cost
A world that is now, a world that we once knew, our paradise lost