Shadow in Waiting

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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.


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Tony DeLorger 4 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia Author

Glad you found it Debbie, and that you enjoyed it so much.


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Deborah Brooks 4 years ago from Brownsville,TX

great poem in fact awesome..I don't know how I missed this poem.. i love these lines..Souls lost, are capable of anything as are we, without light,

Debbie


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Tony DeLorger 4 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia Author

Glad you enjoyed it raciniwa, have a great day.


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raciniwa 4 years ago from Naga City, Cebu

in Debbie Ford's book Dark side of the Light Chasers...every person has dark sides...it's important to embrace this hidden side of us...great poem Tony...


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Tony DeLorger 4 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia Author

Much appreciated Vellur, glad you connected. Thanks for dropping by.


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Vellur 4 years ago from Dubai

A beautiful poem. You have conveyed how we all humans are sociable, but there are some sides of us which are hidden away.This when revealed makes us more of a beast than a human. Very nicely written.

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