Randomisty at its best
RushRush as the river does, like blood in veins.
Spinning tires on a molten asphalt road,
where lines and people cross everyday
yet the people do not care or see or understand.
Outside of us there is naught else and all exist because
we are there at the moment.
Too many things are speeding up to fast!
Pounding heart, pounding, pounding!
The wild flood, the torrential rain of thought,
of feint within a feint. Love borne of love, and hate of hate.
Wind that blows me like a wave of the sea.
It must stop, this madness, this evil rushing of two trains bound to spell each other’s fates.
They’re pounding on pounding!
God, the passion that leaves them covered in stains.
Insanity personified, with running rushing to nowhere,
All your ancient names I call upon now -
Adonai, Yahweh, Jehovah, they flow from this pen.
God, God, God, GOD! Send out a fighter, who bears the light!
Silence, calm, a decision, peace, silence, momentum, and the decrescendo.
Love an end, or a beginning, on in the other is found.
Love, the answer, to stop the rush?