The Point Of Submission [ Deictic Conclusions ] Poem by Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr

You obfuscate these events as if somehow
You have been given pontiffical judgement

Might I ask where your source of blaspheme comes
and coronates you, evolutions Incubus

Perfidation.... is the inevitable consequence
When Sun touches down.....for its epilogue
You suddenly realize....Science had it wrong

And looking up....from your dark black hole
All you see is space an' for the very first time
You wonder what or Who- made this happen

Arrogance an'obfuscation no longer sequitur
Judgement now becomes you.....and so I ask

What you think it will cost...to save your Soul
After, once......you've 'Crossed over Rubicon'

More than catharsis to earn yo'r redemption
More than a plea......to secure your salvation
Nothing less....than your point of submission



© MMXIII-Watermark
Frank James Ryan Jr.
All Rights Reserved