Ad Infinitum
You've taught me well
Of this dog-eats-dog world
Like a caper in the dark
Circumnavigating the edges
Mocking life, mocking death
You are a monolith
In your own fluent fashion
So I left a hole in the bastion
For your salient maneuvers
Whilst the world gyrated
Into their farcical charades
You dragged off a sullen grudge
Against their noncommittal whims
And consolidated, unknowingly,
What was debilitated from me -
A sense of sanity, of likeness
How you trespassed the apathy
And the obstinate discrepancy
And turned it inside out -
The self incarceration siphoning the soul
Divulged the profound lamentations
That infested the wounded wile
How you walked through fire
To fortify the weak constitutions
But when my sole was charred
And the ember was gone
There was not a soul
To paint the colors of vindication
How you shove the cobwebs
Where the gnats putrefy suspended
Only to make bigger rooms
And bigger snares for bigger preys
And what occurred in midair
Was now all forgotten
You've taught me well
In both extremities and poles
Like icicles of flame
You will be infinite
In somber brawls
And inebriated ways
Like this two-way soliloquy
That will tarnish once more
With misconstrued vagaries
This defeated bliss
Is forever
And I cannot rival against
Its immortality.
poem by Norman Santos
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