Hysteria

 

Hysteria

 

The oddity of faces, memory game lacking sentiment

Expressions monotone now a stoic or indifferent air

The machine once a living beam only emotes routine

Practical pensiveness sure not to offend interpretation

With those cordial well wishes and receipt of good ones taken

Having shaped itself these eyes and faces assumed alive.

Mechanical robotic plastic contrived as though unreal

In the daylight evidence with what is witnessed,

A performance of pieces that maligns into an alien

Vulcan gang sign to replace a good word or morning

The oddity of the world suddenly a facsimile of itself.

 

The strange sing song of sheep like white noise of concrete

Against a choir of heavens, or musical whistle of swallows

Distinct and miles away from each other’s relatable roar

The movement of most things now a march staccato

Lacking individual character or unique pace, all accents

Which enlivened colors and dance has become heavy

In some queer infection or mind trapped in trance maligned,

A passing of moments posed and façade in black and white wash

A dulling a diminishing a disease that stricken reality

A deformity of what keeps real our humanity’s grace lost

 

And what hides away from everyday, in the moist shadows

From the verve of truths corrupted by industry

Fear its forceful spear, also its robe of conqueror weir, its weakness

So fat with deceit to think itself universe and sky

Peculiar how shadows walking dead believe they are alive

Mishap reasons more like excuses to act the beast

Consuming ravaging digesting what glow remains of divine

The hunger and desperate howl to keep itself godly

When the new page turns from a book of absolute and sage

The wilderness of our nature evolving to more than hysteria

Wisdom is shedding skins that once snaked on bellies of glass

We become more than the fearful and shadows from the past.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

"The wilderness of our nature evolving to more than hysteria

Wisdom is shedding skins that once snaked on bellies of glass

We become more than the fearful and shadows from the past."

A very unique write. I like the ending the most...Bravo

[Butch Decatoria]

Thanks Sami ... Glad to have your kind review, much appreciated...

[Sami Khalil]

My pleasure...Any time...:)...............