Nightmares

I force my eyes open at night to see

The life that drawls our lives in wicked ways

Untold, yet sold and served; the Tree's decree:

In flesh ferments the seed for all to pay.

Adam and Eve, bereft of faith, imbibed

The lie and buried the truth in mud and time

And dig we still thru hearts of gold inscribed

With questions ripe as guides to solve the crime.

In trenches deep, entrenched in sleep, we toss

And turn afraid to burn, afraid to fight

In fear of fear of light so bright its loss

Reveals our lives were lived in smoldering blight.

Awake, awake; Awake! the sleeping soul

From Slumber's reign to find the hidden scroll.

-MMF