“Wax Eared” a poem

Wax Eared

I go forward wax-eared to siren cries

tediously side-stepping roving packs of lies

To survive the witch and demon taunts

unscathed through the journey my only want

Makes my heart tremble and courage quiver;

to realize my tether is only a sliver

I search and blunder though treasure is rare

as I timeline travel this samsara we share

Obscure and obfuscate the ghouls entreat

stealing the hearty leaving the sweet

They hide the flavor by feeding us faster

great zeal for the work of their master

The innocence and blind courage of truth

is fast reasoned away by the singing of Truth

Questions find answers and answers build walls

seem it's becoming all corridors and halls

Meticulously reasoned effect from cause

creates an overlay to nature's own laws

This surreal moire, a design of it's own

presented as fabric from Peter's high throne

is to tough a weave for an angel's adorn

So I brave the cold in the suit I was born