I'll bleed a river of tears before
I say: "peace comes easy."
To those who do not remember:
"Don't!" —
Those who do: "I doubt it."
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Clear are the memories,
But I wished they weren't.
I've seen too much, but can
Come back center to say:
"You're fortunate to forget."
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Bliss is not ignorance, but
Ignorance is forgetting,
And Utopia is not peaceful,
Unless blissful—for peace
Is always the hard-won fight,
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Over and over again: to owe
The hardship of visions of peace;
On the backs of the voiceless;
The faceless; the Amensaic,
For who the pain is never felt,
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Because nothing ever did happen
After all: as dreams enter days
And nights, the histories of wars
Are fantasies of lost and lonely
Longings, no more.
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But for who's sake really?
It is for the sake of peace;
For Utopia's great bases of columns
Sunk in to Time's chasms of shadow,
From where chaos rises its tide.
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Dare I light upon it;
Dare the visionary;
Dare he more than
A million deaths,
Down, down in to that abyss.
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There is no choice but the illusion
Of that which makes for the rest of us
Pain and suffering, mitigated;
Corruption and the eternal
Devouring thing, managed.
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© Craig Steven Joseph Lacey, 2020.
Image. Eerie Corridor (1999) by Siegfried Zademack.
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