Sweet Sanity Lost! Poem by Ross DixPeek

Sweet Sanity Lost!



Sweet Sanity Lost!

By
Ross Dix-Peek


Life’s short and fitful embrace
Does fevered race
Across the sands of time
A dark cloud among a summer fine

A rapturous miracle
Yet a curse inimical
A celestial gift so divine
Yet an imprecation by design

Manifest madness so entwined
Among a life enshrined
Each day cast in mire
An accursed crucible of fire

One man’s dream
For another but Hell supreme
For those who truly see
Perdition be but the only reality

We are merely shackled consorts to Queen Nephthys
Life be naught but death amiss
In reality a cold clinging corpse
Deceived by hopes eternal and hoarse

And yet still we stare into the great yawning abyss
Seduced and tortured by deception and the spectre of bliss
Beguiled by life’s majestic cloak
When tis really life that be the oppressive yoke

This cosmic accident we so worship
Be but really an accursed little ship
Battered upon a heavenly tempest
Really naught but sweet sanity lost!

(Queen Nephthys was the Egyption Queen of the Dead. I wrote this when overcome by depression (yes, that little “condition” the world likes to forget exists) , but thought it worth keeping nonetheless! The implication is that life is in fact Hell and death pure salvation! But truth betold Life is truly worth living!)

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Ross DixPeek

Ross DixPeek

Salisbury, Rhodesia
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