Interpretations
I can still remember....
After sweet communion of the soul
The bitter taste brought on by
Pictorial distortion of the spirit ...
We are invincible, all powerful,
Falling prey only to our own fantasies of everlasting glory,
The broken cross, overshadowed
By the dilemma of three segments
blurred by the spectre of the artificial skull,
Semi- destroyed by the engines of Hell
Holds no promise of tomorrow
While in the Darkness
Eternity waits...
Pointing at nothing
A mystery in itself ...
A haven for the guardian eye
Does the spectre hold the key?
The perfect plan to escape to nowhere
and nothingness
Designed to protect
To lull the wearer Into a false sense
of wellbeing
Perfect control, toward death
To forever break the triple spell
Only the isosceles stone knows ...
but will not tell
December 11, 1979 Norman G Geldenhuys
