A Peek Behind The Veil

Sparks

Soul vessels pass me by
Hollow unconsciousness
With sparks of light inside
Deep into their eyes
I spy a hope deserted
In concrete pathways
And existential lies
Sparks that come alive
Whenever I wake the blind
The solemn marching band
Of prisoners minds
Bleeding hearts and souls
Wrapped up in chains
Old rusting chrome
Once cover is blown
The watchers above descend
To silence those who know
But our sparks will grow
Below the ever present sorrow
Those who cease to see
Might just wake tomorrow