United we are falling

Mark 3:25 

25 If a house is divided against itself, that house will not be able to stand.

 

United we're falling, divided we stand ... but what if we're moving?

Is that when eyes turn to the road ... in the directions of our will

and the harness of desires ... is there constantly proving

that the place where we wind up ... is called the “overkill”?

 

The ones we seem to follow ... are guided by the reigns

that are attached to a bit ... carved into their mouths.

When going through a curve ... we’ll search for some gain

as the load will slip and slide ... deep within of our doubts.

 

A common explanation ... in our great misunderstanding

is to blame the driver ... although he is not in sight.

As long as we blame others ... we can exist underhanded

pleased with our performance ... as the children of the night.

 

Jan Wienen

This poem is about: 
Me
My country

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