Dip stars in May.
Unbeknownst to the helpful way
each indiscriminate individual
will helplessly obey
the numb tongue
and dung mind
of a porous
and sanctimonious
soul so blind
the myopic dysentery
of the lucid and conscious
kind will be blinded ever more
as supermen. Mere men of wealth
and nothing more the difference
except the weak and pallid
ambled closely with
the poor
and men of wealth
and power left
to make excuses
for betrayals
of their conscience
at the hands of their
own vices. We come to terms
with our own sin. Defy the
sin. Defy the term. Rebuke
divine, inspired word
while walking circles
in self: self-aggrandized,
self-authorized, self-generated,
self-acclimated and self-acclaimed.
The times, the 20th century and
beyond to feat this ruthless schism
of heart, mind, soul and action
as the actions of the Luminous Ones
usurp our will and power generate
such fantastic dreams, such
perilous schemes.
Humanity walks perilously,
hand-in-hand with the god of
Realm. Smiling child, humanity
like a child to the golden sun. Youthful
hand in cloven hand, walk forward
to that molten One of horned brow
and snouted nose even as the
fire burns brightly in Its lap.
Smile prostrate in deception.
Lie divided in separate pinnacled spire.
Lie now awake in dissolution disillusion
desolation.

“Star of Nietzsche” is written by Michael Aaron Casares. All rights reserved.