TUNNEL OF THE HARLOT
There is so much more than meets the eye,
we think the planets and stars are in the sky,
little do we know what's above is below,
societies and groups that catch us in their flow.
Blissfully ignorant we waltz along,
singing our sad or happy little song,
we find ourselves in places so strange,
not having a clue how we turned the page.
We fall in a rut and really get stuck,
can't find our way out of the muck,
we don't even know where we really are,
where to turn or reach for a star.
It's throat is deep and swallows us all,
when it happens we can't catch the ball,
deeper and deeper into darkness we fall,
until we heed to the Godly call.
Monica Maartens ©
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