The Center Of The Unkown

A poem written by author/poet Nate Spears exploring the creative side of his poetic mindset.

The Center Of The Unknown

By Nate Spears

 

In a simple town I battled grounds

To stand as the man I stand as now

Watching the spirits of the past vanish out

Watching the serpents of the past; vanish in

Babylon, is now at hand

 My words are my rod

With my lyrics I strike

My heart beats my Army

The lone ranger of the Dark Knight

 

Will my death ever become my answer

Falling sick to illness as wicked as cancer

Our society is deranged in bliss

 A variety of Colorado Springs deaths amounts to this

Take your choice or Take a chance

The world has sprouted out of support of one mans hand

The wall’s of its airports displays burns, scars, and wildfowl

That sacrifice has the hour

Homo Sapiens is in the lamb

 The land of the unknown is under my feet

The waters of the throne runs deep beneath

What lies in the center explains me

While the surface blames me

Will the truth ever be known?

Will the letter the earth crust ever unfold?

 

Author's Note

Will the letter the earth wrote us ever unfold?