Why can’t I hear the Truth?
Instead, aging shadows whisper
a cacophonous symphony
most angrily composed,
scattering a thousand bitter moans
like shards of shredded metal
crashing bit by bit by bit
to the ground around me,
cutting through my flesh
leeching the blood from my veins.
Why can’t I know the Truth anymore?
I have struggled to achieve
even the slightest degree of wisdom
only to fall flat on this loathsome face
erasing youth, scored away
by the fire of age and angst.
I want to hear it again, need
to exceed these too temporal
boundaries and reach that beauty
that only the blessed may know.
Please, God, let me hear again.
[Inspired by David ben Alexander’s https://skepticskaddish.com/2021/02/02/breasts-beneath-or-dream-symphony/ ]
George Ellington 
This is hands down way better than what I wrote because it was entirely from your mind and heart, George.
-David
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Thank you, David. Still, I appreciate the inspiration from you. This month I turn 57, and you know, mate?–It’s a bloody good feeling being inspired.
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Pleased to be of service 😉
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Very nice!
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Cheers, Jay.
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