Ignis Fatuus - 'Will O' the Wisp'

Ignis Fatuus - 'Will O' the Wisp'

A Poem by Christopher Michael Smith

If I give this to you
Do not drop it
It will break
Keep it for safety's sake...

Perhaps it is the key
To unlock that certain something in me
Cluster of trials
Trials to be...

Beaten down by those with no upper hand
just a delusion spanked into the head
being taken to the streets
hear the shots bang; 1, 2, 3

child deserving death
for something he could never reckon with
so much confusion
innocense shot dead

flee this skin 
this dire emergency
pain is revolving
what's the worst in me?

It is not through
yet another breath
of all this bullshit I've been given 
and all that I have dealt ...

It's for the best
I tell myself
if it is not real 
it is not felt...

I'll hide the rest
No one will tell
it's all for me
this is my hell...

I appreciate the offer
but I'm doomed to fail
I created this
boarded jail cell...

For what I've done
and whom I've scarred
for all the untruths
in my name have been marked...

Take this with you
to the heavens afar
purify their sanctity
and capture its art...

Once these burdens are free
I can be all of me for all of you
shedding these layers
inviting within something new...

I'm putting my old self to rest
covering up the coffin
accepting the new with its death
in order to evolve; it is what's best...

Thank you for you
I wouldn't want anything more
if you drop me, surely
I shatter to shards...

Life will be my counterattack
Blinding words from my scars
Life will be so much better
With the universe and stars...

O' cosmos
vacuum of deep
Watch out for me
Cradle me as I sleep....

There is a lot ahead
a road defacing
if it comes from your hand
I'm all for the taking...

Surely know
this is the hardest test
but with a helping hand
maybe clear this mess...

O' cosmos
vacuum of deep
cradle me tighter
the deeper I sleep.

© 2010 Christopher Michael Smith


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Added on May 31, 2010
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Christopher Michael Smith
Christopher Michael Smith

Clinton, NC



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