30 Poems in 30 Days: The soul is an empty vessel (17/30)

Posted by Daniel Stout on Sun 17 Jun 2007 at 12:27 PM

17 June 2007

The soul is an empty vessel
by Daniel R Stout

The pain of life
bears down,
crushing souls
in the process.
Helplessness
sets in with the
dieing sun.
The sting of
wounds
inflicted by the
passage of time
and forked tongues.
Hope lies far off, distant
and invisible.
The cruelty of humanity
tears away at the
humanity in the soul.
Are people a positive
or a negative?
Crying makes no difference
for no one hears.
The soul is an
empty vessel — full
during childhood
then drained with rapidity
as an adult.
The damage of years past
written in lines across
the face.
The exterior
is weathered
and the interior
is hollow.
Bring a glass and pour
into the void.

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