embedded in code
on the leaf of trade
answers to questions
of centuries lost in pretend
all seeing 4-sided
ancient triumph
gaze into void
reluctantly displayed
where did this
monument of vitality
redirect the process
of our belief?
encasing it's secrets
in false lettering
threaten the hand of the guiding
trust in the sign of inspiring
ritualistic routine
to cast aside doubt
ignoring the fires
that stretch to the clouds
signal the unknown terrain
embrace the silence explained
deposit faith into fair trade
into the kingdom we buy our way
What can I say man? You have
What can I say man? You have a sophisticated style. I enjoyed reading your poem.