... in which I kill time by the hour ...

Dec 11, 2016

Poetry: "Pole Star"

We have certain people in our lives - the human equivalent of the Pole Star - that we look to for guidance on the path of life, religion or what have you. And perhaps some, like me, accept but fear the day they lose that person. This poem was inspired by the pole stars in my life: my parents.


Your light hails from the stars,
Piercing the evil upon this world,
Protecting me from demons, sound, 
Nudging me towards Salvation.

Your light hails from the stars,
And I dread the day you burn out,
Forsaking me to demons, befouled,
Fighting to escape Downfall.

Written on 07/11/2016