knife's edge

truth is a knife's edge!
highest peaks, deepest falls, eternity never weeps,
for there once was peace, so there now a war must be,
the times of time are limitless, but not for you to keep,
even the flesh and bones, not yours, but only borrowed wee,
and if its heaven that you seek, there is bound, a red hell to be,
and what is that you so crave, that you can take beyond your grave,
ever writing, reading, erasing, rewriting, your knowledge yet unwise,
a foolish device, a sickening vice, many a choice, and yet paying the price,
books forever remember, but forget so easily we, and over again do so repeat,
so much violence, utter madness, and for what, you think the times have changed,
but its only the pretexts, the pith is the same, and you yet another slave,
nothing shall end this slavery, no truth, but the truth will still be told,
all the saints, and the god's men, died, their words well said, and yet,
innocent blood is needed still to quench your ever thirsty earth,
ask yourself, if you hear them right, or is your mind deaf,
don't you see, that you went askew, forthright, no sight,
no , don't cry, don't deny, but see in your own self,
because you too are the god sun, and daughter,
and am i, so how these not god's own words,
be concerned not about the others, but be,
and concern yourself with you, listen,
realize and don't relay, the message,
for once, is not to spread,
but be kept in you, and
not to offend,
anyone.