Tainted Light

Staring at the mirror for hours or more..
reflecting what seems entwined in my mind had caught
the mystery, a story held by history
still unfavored, lying in the sea of tranquility..

Love, as the source of flawless and unconditional sacrifice
has been scarred by the tremolo of unbearable penitence..
pushing the stones of pride to the well of humility..
while singing in chorus.. the song of hypocrisy..

walks of pleasure forming circles..
the great principle.. burned into ashes..
codes of untold life and faithful grace..
stained, stepped upon by the soles of jealousy and race..

think in ways your crown wakes..
never!.. in ways their mouth sways..
step upon the cornice of pain and narrowness..
therefore you may find humility and kindness..

wipe away the tears of yesterday..
be brave, to face what makes the other days..
pull out your arms in the rod of seclusion
let go of it, never attempt to bind yourself into it..

live as if you are striving in a dark, stagnant cave..
hold the light onto your back for not to brag in fame..
let it shine and shed upon to those who follow you..
a spark of knowledge, a bewildered passion your making through

write onto your book with coherent and cursive letters..
watch your back.. it is them who tries to smother it with critters..
walk in faith with your footprints on the shore with inspiration..
for it is HE who will judge you without hesitation..