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Only Through The Maker
Coming to terms with this guilt
Imagine my surprise to find
The copious amounts of blood spilt
For entertainment that rots the mind
Never quite understanding why
It’s always been about the choices
I’m constantly trying not to die
Conflicted by two different voices
Being observed by the digital eye
They see us all, they know us all
As drones paint targets from the sky
They show us all, they control us all
In the midst of this spiritual war
All warnings went unobserved
I witnessed them open an old scar
Where unfiltered hate was preserved
Seems it traveled through time
This world was born when angels fell
Scandal spawned a life of crime
Everyday spent living in absolute hell
Watching from afar outside the ether
Shadows always trying to hide the light
Sly traps used to enslave the believer
Inside a padded cell sealed with spite
Once in contact with unconditional love
Perception akin to finding a skeleton key
Peaceful vibes on the wings of a dove
Only through the maker are we truly free
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2024
Imagine my surprise to find
The copious amounts of blood spilt
For entertainment that rots the mind
Never quite understanding why
It’s always been about the choices
I’m constantly trying not to die
Conflicted by two different voices
Being observed by the digital eye
They see us all, they know us all
As drones paint targets from the sky
They show us all, they control us all
In the midst of this spiritual war
All warnings went unobserved
I witnessed them open an old scar
Where unfiltered hate was preserved
Seems it traveled through time
This world was born when angels fell
Scandal spawned a life of crime
Everyday spent living in absolute hell
Watching from afar outside the ether
Shadows always trying to hide the light
Sly traps used to enslave the believer
Inside a padded cell sealed with spite
Once in contact with unconditional love
Perception akin to finding a skeleton key
Peaceful vibes on the wings of a dove
Only through the maker are we truly free
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2024
Published 26th Mar 2025
Author's Note
Late night musing. Going through my vault. This would have been about a month and change before joining DU. It needed a little editing, but the vibe and direction was evident to me. Appreciate you.
- Damian DeadLove
" Ten minutes in he's sweating
Should I have asked more than fame
Ignore that beast he's smiling
It's not till next New Year's Eve."
- Peter Loeffler
- Damian DeadLove
" Ten minutes in he's sweating
Should I have asked more than fame
Ignore that beast he's smiling
It's not till next New Year's Eve."
- Peter Loeffler
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26th Mar 2025 9:03am
27th Mar 2025 3:02am
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Pete. So glad you connected with the write, my friend. I liked that stanza as well. It was different from the other stanza's for sure. The old lyricist comes out in me sometimes. lol. Appreciate you.
Damian
Damian
26th Mar 2025 9:07am
A wonderful, enlightening poem that creates a vision that you crafted so well. The words and images are superb. Great piece my friend.
27th Mar 2025 3:04am
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Keith. Always honored to make your RL. So glad you connected with the write, my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
Damian
26th Mar 2025 11:38am
"Being observed by the digital eye
They see us all, they know us all
As drones paint targets from the sky
They show us all, they control us all" > the all seeing eye, it's a scary thing.
Once again you leave me in awe, my friend, what a profound and brilliant piece 🖤
They see us all, they know us all
As drones paint targets from the sky
They show us all, they control us all" > the all seeing eye, it's a scary thing.
Once again you leave me in awe, my friend, what a profound and brilliant piece 🖤
27th Mar 2025 3:08am
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Duende. Always honored to make your RL. So glad you connected with the write, my friend. You always pick the right verse. Loved that verse, the lyricist in me was all over that verse. Appreciate you.
Damian
Damian
26th Mar 2025 8:53pm
The cynical say that morality and integrity are for the privileged, but I'd say it's more necessary than ever.
27th Mar 2025 3:12am
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, MS. Always honored to make your RL. So glad you enjoyed the write, my friend. I couldn't agree with you more. Appreciate you.
Damian
Damian
29th Mar 2025 1:26pm
It's a dark road you mused down with this one, my friend, but that last stanza was like the rainbow glimmering through storm clouds. Just gotta have faith, I guess
30th Mar 2025 3:35am
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with write, my friend. Yeah, that's what is needed. Appreciate you.
Damian
Damian
