Like the Earth

by Jason Juall

Elude the vacant,
In all reverence,
Worship the seed,
Never find blank truths.
And the perspective?
A black man,
A shrunken head,
A glutton,
And a broken tranquillity ...

The answer lies within transparencies,
And the only key is that of ...
Your own life ...
Help your world,
Bleeding from its mouth,
From wounds you inflicted, internally,
Yet bear no conscience,
And now?
Die in equal proportions,
With the one you destroy ...

Copyright © Jason Juall 2003

A Single, Angelic Voice

by Jason Juall

Dark illusions of forthcoming,
Transverse into mystic reality,
Shroud the truth from liars,
Waves of an eternal confusion

Sunlight glistening, yet darkness prevails,
Not immortal, but soon,
Crowded blankness,
Filled with soulful sorrow

A single angel's harmony,
In a chorus of demons' cries,
"Bring me upward,
Oh heaven, I am yours"

Copyright © Jason Juall 2003

Stability Without Knowledge

by Jason Juall

A single faded and deluded perception,
Spring time flooding the vast winters behind,
Not a soul living claims ownership of this Nature,
Such a force, capable of destruction, creating beauty

Formulating nothingness,
Calculated disfigurement, nothing as it should have been,
A side cast glance of longing,
Hope fading, a distant, brilliant star

Untamable, unmanageable, flowing freely,
Such a raw power, not to be seen,
A feeling, 6th sense,
A fleeting reality of insanity made sane

Serrated perception of life,
Jagged yet smooth, at points,
Never quite guessing, but no knowledge achieved,
Hopeless dreaming on a tainted angel's wings

Free of pain, feelings dulled to delusion,
Never quite having a grasp,
But conscious and confident,
In a presence never quite whole.

Copyright © Jason Juall 2003