Good & Evil

In my life I’ve learned
Many things occur
Things I never dreamt
Would ever vent
Hence from my pitiful mind
I drop
Unable to stop
Crashing to the ground
Composed of broken lives
Trampled upon by lies
From a crooked mouth
I dare not rise
Fearing further harm

In a flash
A blinding light
I grope in fright
To shield my eyes
A flask;
Bringer of life
An elixir of mine
I now recall
Upon the wall
Of knowledge
From whence it came
I’ll never know
But right it seems
For the moment

So I take the grail
Press to my lips
Invites a sip
But I pause
Hesitate
Contemplate
How fancies might heal wounds
So large
So deep
Impenetrable by mystical potion

Still stuck down here
I grope in fear
With flask in hand
I rise and stand
I’ll leave the wounds
To Time’s good muse
“Time heals all things” they say
Yes, everything this way,
Until it kills us.