Are you sinful?

 

(A lone voice whispers)

In the beginning 

Did you secretly 

Walk like a curious

Enigmatic Charles Darwin

Looking

Whilst

Lost in Youth

Seeking The Meaning of Sin

To clandestine dark places where

Angels

Without harps 

Profusely lambast and

Sing

Searching

Through concealed ancient manuscripts and treatises

Seduced by Mistresses and Masters

Of Seductions

By their ever-changing winds

And rhymes

And now 

Are you still covertly

Only understood 

By a select few

Riding your Pale Horse

Tempestuously

Through lost

Biographies of Old Beliefs

Always on the lookout for engagements

A means to sometimes

Circumvent dark

Carnal release

Or are you still drinking Kool-Aid

From the Matrix’s ever-spinning

Propaganda's machine

As the Cosmic Serpent

Of your own Apocalypse

Approaches with such devious guile

Heralding a new divine invasion

Of your own United Nations

So you still dwell in

A new vision of Gilgamesh

Wallowing in previous dark memories of

Sins

Of old encounters and embraces

Of its sensuous

Flesh

Or are you a new lost Nikola Tesla

Lost in the folds of deep personal histories

Overwhelmed

With impropriety and greed

Still seemingly held in check

By fingerprints of

Memories Old Gods

But still always courageously

Praying silently to the skies

Trying to save

Your soul

Always praying someone

Hears you and your deeds and comes down 

To intercede

Copyright John Duffy