Monday, August 6, 2012

New Moon (Poetry)

Artwork by: Steven Love
The evil ego embraces his consciousness
Praying for praise and soliciting sponsorships
For without them he is incomplete
Worthless and weak

He sees himself as we see the moon
Every few weeks he sees something that is whole
Something that glows proudly for all to see
Even though it is surrounded by darkness

This feeling is fleeting
It won’t be long before he again feels empty

He’s doomed to die in despair
He sees himself as we see the moon
Its true form isn’t always visible…
Even though it’s always there

-Jon Chambers