DanFC
Well-known member
Misery
Is it misery to amusedly revel in my own madness?
Is it beautiful to cede ascendancy for not one soul and mine?
I see olden man blinded by the sky,
I see men now without an eye.
Do they see how they wither,
Their putrid bodies without blight?
I see boys of young and old,
Crippled losing legs and arms,
Are they bucking ugly ogres or
Do our heroes fear death so vain?
But best yet I see another
Just like me just so much older.
He wallows in a misery
All alone in his commissary.
Is this what I’ll befall myself?
Is this what chance holds for me?
But is what I see the truth?
Is what I note the reality?
But does it matter, and does it matter
What miracles may make over me?
For what I see could be me, both one I know and one I’m not,
All is one, one misery, in serenity forever.
Is it misery to amusedly revel in my own madness?
Is it beautiful to cede ascendancy for not one soul and mine?
I see olden man blinded by the sky,
I see men now without an eye.
Do they see how they wither,
Their putrid bodies without blight?
I see boys of young and old,
Crippled losing legs and arms,
Are they bucking ugly ogres or
Do our heroes fear death so vain?
But best yet I see another
Just like me just so much older.
He wallows in a misery
All alone in his commissary.
Is this what I’ll befall myself?
Is this what chance holds for me?
But is what I see the truth?
Is what I note the reality?
But does it matter, and does it matter
What miracles may make over me?
For what I see could be me, both one I know and one I’m not,
All is one, one misery, in serenity forever.