Beyond Control

It is beyond our control
We are walking
Into forces beyond our control,
Into a burning axis of denial
As this weary planet shudders
In the soundless night.

There's something inside pushing,
Some ancient urge eating us through.
We are the driven ones
Drinking dry the breast,
Riding the thawing warm hide,
Pushing deeper into the slippery well.
There is no return.

Prophets see the the future times
Shaped by poisonous desire
Of corporate thirst
Seething through virgin lands
Where dry winds blow
Hot and scorched rain falls
As wild tigers roar their dying call.

Unchecked will hardened in iron flesh
Striding across laced webs of intricacy,
Grown these million years.
Genetic codes and cyber chips
Cradled in shallow hands
Devouring the future's birthright
As we sink in the quicksands
of rampant appetite gorging
On a daily spillage of news.

Towers of dead tress
Turn worlds of words
Into spinning numb,
Weeping sounds
As the Earth haunts,
With a melancholy lament,
The wilderness of our wasted hearts.

In different frequencies whales sing
And oceanic tides flow
Into our desolate souls
As we sink in cold fury.
In night dreams we sweat
And move in the mystery.

See how a small yellow flower
Pushes through the concrete
To open delicate petals to the dawn.
Why are we not in awe?

We are frozen
In narrow armour,
Hidden under a glittering cloak.
Feel it in the frustration
As we sit apart from one another
In cosy armchairs,
Our roots withered,
Lost in time,
Dissolved in space.

Across the far oceans
A lone bagpipe
Mourns
Our silent tears.

- Thanissara -