High horses

They saddle up on their high horses
And frown on us
Cause they think they know
The Man
And they don’t see the blood
On their hands
‘Cause they think
The Man will understand

And they preach that when
the man comes around
We’ll be the gallows rumour
Suspended over the gallows humour
Burning feet first
For all the blessings cursed
And every prayer is just rehearsal
For when the flames immerse us

Upon their high horses
They will frown upon us…

Cause they think they know
The man

©Silverbackgorillapoetry 2016 July

 

A new take on love

We fear just being

We have been told it’d make us lazy.

But it is in the trying
The attempt to climb mountains (metaphorical)

that pain comes.

It is in the trying that we grow to love or hate

We can’t have love without hate. Once you see that, you see that love is perhaps a conqueror, as the saying goes “Love conquers all” oh it certainly conquers, but not how you think.

It doesn’t conquer hate, for hate needs love and love needs hate.

It is with this in mind that I say that love is a childish notion, it is not some great devine, it is not some fantastic cure all. We can’t end hate till we transcend love.

If you’re interested in more posts like this, of a philosophical meandering nature then like this post. I may open another blog just for my thoughts on life, like I had previously.

Worship no one

“Matt, are you okay you seem quiet?”

I simply have nothing to say

I’ve learnt something and no one will hear it. Because no one wants to.

Peace and love are not the same thing.

If we wish to transcend hate, we must transcend love. That is to say, realise the childish notion of both. It is a myth that love conquers all.

Peace conquers all.

But peace shall not come through the blessings of ‘god’ or any other worshipping. To worship is to quash peace. Peace is the antidote to worship.

When there is nothing to worship, there is nothing to hate.