We got the gift of a lifetime, the gift to reach the creations of eternity.
But God first damnated us with knowledge, and then taken it away again.
We had the opportunity to create a new world
the power to change it all to something better.
But every day we open up Pandora’s box and unleash
stupidity in the most pure form…

How can we feel like we were created in that image?
Each day we are close to bring our self to the brink of exstinction
starving form the lack of of love and compassion unable to share.

The perfect creation so infected with imperfection.

How can we be Gods when we are so weak and deceptive..?
How can God create a being so full of fraud and fault..?

We drift apart in the night sky among the stars.
We make a shape that seems to smile with its mouth skewed.
We are moving further from each other and God…
at a pace we can’t count on… or out…off.

We come apart and gathers…in coffins or with our hands raised to Heaven.
At every nail we fall a little apart and through every brick laid further from the start
and the ending making us fall apart.
Like a boat from its moored rope and untied knot it will sink
unable to float because it couldn’t take the long soak.

We keep drifting apart and I do not even scream.
Bow my head to avoid the truth it seem
no applause from my tied up hands.
I know at the pace we ride now
nothing will be left for us…nor anything to show for us…
just the annihilation left over from Pandora’s box.

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About jachso

Hey Destiny Poets. I live in Denmark about 90 km from Copenhagen and works in Roskilde as a teacher and mentor. I'm probably not like most men of my age and yes I am aged 50 years old. I've tried a lot of jobs without finding what I'm passionate about. Writing, I have always loved and I was probably just 14 years old when I produced my first poem. I have not yet been released some of my poems, but I hope it happens one day. I just finished a novel which I would like to have published, now the time and talent show whether I have the ability to write. Poetry has a special meaning for me and this is where I really feel at home. My life has sometimes been marked by many losses. In the mid eighties, I lost my fiance at the time when the accident happened was pregnant. She lost control of the car and drove herself and her child, who was on his way thereby, to death. It has really made its mark on my life and way of thinking. In the late nineties, I had problems with my back and had to seek other avenues to support myself. I finally decided to enroll at university and was admitted to the humanist line. I read philosophy, science, psychology, journalism and history, but philosophy and psychology is my major interest. I thrive today in the RUC aka Roskilde University just 25 km from Copenhagen. My job is to guide and teach, and it is a job with speed and that gives me a lot again. I have two collections of poems ready to be released, if I can find a publisher who will publish them. I have no children, it would obviously be my lot in life although I have tried, but luck never smiled at me that way. If you have any questions for me so I hope you just ask away all you want, I'll respond as soon as I have read the questions. With kindest regards from Jan Sorensen

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