Destitute & Divided

(poems by Silentio and Prophet)


{Destitute}
[by Silentio]

As a confused child darting away
From a nameless fear, I saw myself
destitute, terrorized by existence –

Behind me stood and preserved my
every moment in their sublime size
three divine men, but I could

not quell the storm of the lower orders;
my Fright and the power
From below swelled and roared

unto the end of time, when
Suddenly I was lifted above and
beyond time, into the supra silence of

eternity.

I saw the three faces of eternity,
their eyes closed
under that tree as I once

again descended into the storm.


{Divided}
[by Prophet]

Met by demons & angels,
each trying to recruit you
to their path.

Deals with Devil offer riches & fame,
While deals from angels
Have a higher calling,
With different demands.

The fact is, any
divine ultimatum is
quite off-putting

The thing is, that people
Actually stand up to this shit!

Humanity is a great
social experiment, &
All the schisms & Isms
are laid out before us
in Machiavellian purpose
For consequence of The Prince,
And All Princes of
the Royal order,

While Humanity
sees through this shit

The birds sing out
in a great crescendo,

and we come together as one
in this eternal moment