The Cipher of Life

With passion forged upon
Pain, time is the terrain
Of a stubbornly persistent

Technicolor world that speaks
In the tumultuous tongue
Of a mutating cosmos under fire

Of myriad blinks of an eye manifest
In motley motion
Of mayhem, & love the fabric keeping

Our fate in focus despite the writing
On the wall, as we bear
The wait of dreams to come

Embracing the bridge of faith
Transcending the angst
That has held us back, hostage

To a history scraped free of its old
Price, enthralled in the legacy
Of ancestoral sacrifice — by blood
We are locked into the cipher
Exhumed from the speechless dead.