Shadow in Waiting

Shadow in Waiting

By Tony DeLorger © 2012

Salubrious thoughts so squeaky clean,

hold us ever so precariously at the edge of sanity,

we, bleating like lambs to the cause of conformity.

Yet under the veil festers the dark secret of humanity,

the primordial beast that lurks beneath skin.

Awaiting the key to unleash this nature,

we often struggle to maintain composure,

a grimaced smile at odds with containment.

How quickly and how completely we lose that stance,

lost to the indignity of the animals we are,

under the guise of a rational justification

like war, revenge, jealousy, road rage

or just incensed by compromise.

So ruthless, deranged and uncontrollable we are in rage,

our rational and calm social mask,

dispensed with in uncommon hast and choice.

What defines us, is our actions in life,

not the ideals for which we stand,

nor the justification we can rationalise.

We, each one of us, has the potential of grievous harm,

as well as the potential of limitless love,

and it is only within us the balance can be altered.

Blame is never the vessel of responsibility,

never a righteous decision or reasoning,

as we carry the seeds of our expression.

Without conscious decisions,

we are the carrion of our collective parts,

picked to the bone by the whim of circumstance.

It is love the only conqueror of our dark possibility,

the enabling choice of right,

that delivers us to harmony and balance.

Judgement on those less aware and under the spell of darkness,

is but a thought away from us,

no matter how atrocious the crime.

Souls lost, are capable of anything as are we, without light,

and it is our task to find balance

between thought and action.