December 26th, 2018

Cat - Black

Poem - Still the Whispers

The poem “Still the Whispers” is about the temptations of life.

Still the Whispers

The knowledge brings me to my knees
(figurative if you please)
still the outcome is the same
no dalliance broached beyond the range
asking only that I comply
obedience best for everyone
this mantra like a drumbeat
the rhythm some choose to ignore

as the gods look down upon
perhaps they don’t after all
it’s all the same when the mark
is doing right by other folk
lines on the ground marking space
explanations none should ignore
dire mutterings that are sourced
from the realm of past retorts

still the whispers will not stop
the other ones that ask too much
a will-o-wisp born of greed
temptation doomed to mislead
demanding that I violate
the framework that protects
these fragile walls that separate
right from wrong at day’s end

imagination is asked to hush
move along in due course
once suggestions have been placed
that damn a soul if pursued
so now I’ll dance at the edge
of that gulf that beckons me
the territory where I once played
before life took what it gave.

© 2018. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20181226.