Memories Chained (Within the Darkness A Legion Waits)

Memories Chained (Within the Darkness A Legion Waits)

A Poem by Legion
"

As far as I can comprehend this madness, it is about the loss of our humanity (mainly through these contraptions which causes our alienation from one another).

"

Memories Chained

(Within the Darkness A Legion Waits)

 

Enraptured by self-pity and prozac,

Life's poetry and prose became subjugated.

Compassion soured with corruption,

As indulgence was championed - advocated.

 

We became mired

Between and beneath

The past and the future.

The distance 'tween the two

Burdened our perception

Of the here and now.

We could not glimpse

Our humanity

As it succumbed,

A victim of our dying piety,

Hidden within pixels

And plastics

That were hailed

As our saviour,

That which would connect and bring closer,

But,

As the horror of reality reached its closure,

Separated and divided

Not only from those moments physical

But emotional as well as that deemed spiritual.

In effect,

We became the doppelganger

Of what we once sought to be.

An image translucent,

Seen soulless

Staring back from an electric glow

Eclectically reaching

For cohesion

But only finding futility

In our lack of ability

For adhesion.

 

How our words failed

And wisdom faltered

When what we stood for

Stumbled,

Crumbled

Into catechisms

Alienated by contempt,

Conformity and convenience.

 

Within those shadows

Betwixt the dream we shared

And the nightmare we now live

Dwell the souls lost,

Left behind,

An intangible mass

Behind the glass

Struggling for composure,

For palpability.

Bound by our culpability,

Within the darkness,

A legion waits.

 

Littered about our necks,

Memories chained.

A rosary caressed,

Worn with disdain.

 

Legion

23JAN10

© 2010 Legion


Author's Note

Legion
This just came pouring out. I haven't written anything in awhile and this suddenly hit me. Not really sure I care for it except the last stanza. May tear it apart and use that in something else later. Haven't checked for spelling errors either. If you find any, please let me know.

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I'm not quite sure why you would not care for it. It speaks the truth that many see and the truth many refuse to see. Within the flow of these words, one can hear the mourning rhythm of an ode offered to humanity. It has the epic ring of the day to day apocalypse that we live through in each moment. Some are shielded from this view, and muddle on through life like sheep - blissfully unaware that the dreams they chase are but pale reflections of the dream they imagine. A solemn melancholy is the unjust reward for those that would see through the facade in the hopes of setting others free so that we seek what we once sought instead of this pale shambles of the dream. There is truth here, but it is a truth many refuse to see as they drink deep of delusion and denial. We still have the chance to make the actual dream a reality, but first we must release ourselves from this tainted nightmare to which we cling.

Posted 11 Years Ago


6 of 6 people found this review constructive.




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I love your ability to play with alliteration, rhyme and meaning.. but the very strongest image in this poem of strong images is the final stanza...
"Littered about our necks,
Memories chained.
A rosary caressed,
Worn with disdain."

That image is so evocative, delves so deeply into the role memory plays as savior, captor and religion.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Kaara

5 Years Ago

nods.. it was clear
Legion

5 Years Ago

Going to send you two more for the night of my favs.
Kaara

5 Years Ago

awesome sauce
I really liked this. A lot! :) Fantastic read and great pen! :D

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

feels like it came pouring out. revise and reissue? lots of interesting words in there.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I think this is powerful love! Too many of us walk in one direction, amidst dumbed down control! Prozac? Such a recommended cure so they say? Only to fill us with even more chemicals and fluoride being one of them! To control us even more!
I would rather accept the catartic process of words than succumb to tyranny of this world!
Fabulous work
xx

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Whoa! Somehow we better raise the collective consciousness, quick! Excellent write!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

To me this speaks of online personas that some have taken on. One of my friends becomes someone different online--more of a leader--and it occasionally carries through into her real life.

It reminds me of what I've done, becoming someone that I perceive myself as, and not letting others just perceive me...

The poem itself is beautiful, and things that come out without care are often some of the best.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is really good. A great poem.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

man---definately a personal flow but the line.....a rosary caressed------fantastic

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I liked that a lot. Better then I would think something like that would be. Great job. Please review some of my work. =)

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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I write about various topics. Mostly I write poetry/songs. I took my screen name from a concept album/epic poem I wrote years ago titled "Legion's Legacy: Tales of the Damned" which was inspired by .. more..

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