The Pale Horse with the Marble Eye
All things considered
I would take the Gambit of
the pale horse with the marble eye
He slipped silently from the fog
on the periphery of my field
Marking the little time that we have
Thanks for the update you say
As I go about our day
and I’m lost on the on- ramp
Waiting for the excuse to cut in to the line
Of human succession
A blinker should do
But
Is that right?
Or is it left?
Not knowing the weight of the day I put on the hazards
Just to play it safe
And yet
I have managed to go no further than my
Driveway
I am stuck
along with the oil stains
wishing to be
Gone
without a trace
no spark
No idea
As to what makes us human
Makes us move forward
We are the generation of promises
The generation of easy
The first family of peace
And
We suffer for it
We are not defined for defending
We are not defined for freedom
We can not see the absence of war
Entirely connected
And yet
Lacking the ability to say “Hello”
NO,
We are the ones that know how often death can be
And yet,
fail to grasp the consciousness of the day
We are your parents lost generation
There is no denying it
The truth is
We can have no authority to what America is
We have landed in a reality that betrays the word
And we can not unite
And we can not understand the truth
Only the differences that we are
We have lost the Great Dream
The Great Experience
And we are too scared to do anything about it.
Forever the in between
So give me the Gambit of the Pale Horse
with the marble eye
And we will slip silently back
into the fog.
©2024 Ben Holland All rights reserved.
The new face of the seeker in the crowd, Ben Holland has traversed the globe in search of many things – mostly himself. To now reside in Kentucky after having been chased out of Camelot (some may call it Connecticut), surviving tours of duty in as far away and exotic places as Iraq and Kuwait, is what could be called a small miracle. Belonging now to tribe of transplants that is Louisville, he finds himself square amid a life that is once again evolving into something more fit for his creative spirit. At the urging of his lovely wife, he is finally pursuing an active writing career, and it starts now!
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