One Choice~

All who are indeed awake,
feel final straw, foundations shake~

The call is made, the last divider,
twixt truth on sleeve or shifty hider~

Forged deceptions ooze and leak, 
nowhere to flee, no voice to speak~

Chained to mirror of one’s creation, 
look away, recant salvation~

Adroit the ego’s seductive song,
stacked like drones in right and wrong~

Desire’s obsequious enchanting death,
robs you now of frenzied breath~

Entombed in falsity of my design~ 
One choice brings sleep. . . or love divine~


Copyright © Satprem 2012


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