LAMENTATIONS

by David Eide

For fear that the crowds will carry the truth to the edge or wild mountains, the poet inculcates the wisdom of the past centuries that reveal the eternal secrets in a moment of time. Fantastic leaps are made from the containment of the time to run the circumference a mile above the polar regions of the earth.

The crowds, they laugh together . Our burdens are they not simply energy not yet transformed?

As the truth dissolves under the feet of the crowd the poet sees the crowd split apart and head in many directions. It saddens him They go to live without the truth .

They begin to taunt him in his steadfastness so he moves quickly to avoid being injured.

He writes in his journal, “ Take care of the killers. They do not come at you with their knives but with their perceptions of the world.”