@the Clash Within Poem by Jordan Legaspi

The clash within


It has been like this
since I don’t know when
I just woke up one morning
and my dreams before my eyes
they shattered there and then
without signals or any warning.

Unto the open skies I cried
my god! How and why
I serve thee and thy children
all my days –I really tried
just to avoid sin night and day
and to be with you in heaven,

Bah! What is this, my maker?
left alone in this journey
broken in deep sorrow and pain
but it seems after all this year
no answer; though I pray
and be free from this heavy rain;

Before the colossal file of books
page by page, chapter by chapter
I consult, hoping to find it
the long lost link between the hooks
of fate’s clasp of fall and its tear
of edified head and educated chest,

But still the inspiration written
cannot suffice the longing –
of the soul trapped behind grievous bars:
the beautiful creed of malicious chain,
the impious chair though looks like promising;
oh god, I am in great wars;

Here I am today in this majestic city
gigantic pillars in its hallowed pride
of golden dome of secrets and lies
alas! The final of days awaits me
who’s unto the shadows I hide
and be gone to his eternal eyes.