The faux power

Weary souls
trudge paths
of invective
wrestling with
dual foes
those spirits of
disaffection and dismay
orbiting the swirling
tendrils of the void
not knowing
where the shores
of salvation
are stationed…
as if our grace
and the love tendered
has taken a vacation
or an abdication
of affiliation
with the gracious giver
who cowers at
the slights of the legions –
those charlatans gatherered
to show faux power
in numbers –
but those that
have watered their
feet…
the broken
and wailers –
will soon give way
to the roots
of a tree
which is
far greater
because when karma calls…
the haughty
will always be predisposed
to fall.

Published by Shun P. Writes

Author, Genealogist, Writer, Poet, Podcast Host, possessor of 2 cents, Blogger and eternal student of life, who harbors a firm belief in his Grandmother's mantra that: "People need to get off of their rump and do something". All while keeping in mind that a cheering section will often get in the way. View all posts by Shun P. Writes