Phase Conversion

-Phase Conversion-
by Keaton Foster



Light
Day
Night
Darkness
Feared most
Alone
All life
Without
Is death
Between
Parallel
This divide
Time
Cruel
And kind
We live
As we must
Just enough
No more
Not less
Fate
In control
Blasphemous
Such a role
Challenging
The story
How come
Why must
God above
The devil below
Evil is
As kindness won’t
Finding balance
Loosing footing
Tedious
Is the effort
Constant
Such resistance
Pathological
All inference
Phase conversion
Aesthetic
The allegiance
We all see it
We all know it
Belief
Is not the question
Nor
Is it any answer
One for all
All for none
Dare we say
Vehemently
We must defend
That God above
Could care less
He gave us
What is this
Nothing more
Maybe he regrets
Then again
Maybe for him
Such a thing
Could not exist
We are his
Yet he
Owns us
Least of all
Free
Is the will
Of the living
And the dead
We
You and I
Must own our mistakes
Pay for our sins
As well as
The sins of others
We must survive
Who we are
And what we are
Forgiveness
Such is the illusion
An institution
With no foundation
A method
Of feeling better
When better
Is what we are
Least of all
Phase conversion
From one thing
And person
To all the unseen
And the unknown
With regard
To absolute certainty
And disregarding
Quantifiable questions
Left yet answered…


Phase Conversion
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2008-2018