Days of Clarity
As darkness covers my world of life
I turn each way to see nothing but strife
no horizon that glows, no open doors
just a quandary of confusing nether light.

Light in a tempest of thoughts in my mind
I seek to explain perplexing mankind
to simply understand, perhaps comprehend
oh why do we live our lives so blind?

Blinded I am by my efforts to see
what is it that commands man to be
such a beast of doom, it makes me fume
will we ever reach such a point to be free.

Free to express our difference and thoughts
without fear of an over powering boss
who tells us to live, via “their” guiding sieve
held back we are when free thinking is lost.

Lost we will be when our children are raised
without preparation for their coming days
to consider things new, and bring back the hues
that brightens their future and removes the haze.

by DWHolmes (copyright - 2006)