Discipline,
A sign of destruction or denial?
Or rather the decadence of a man
Who cannot move forward,
Displaying doubt
And yet, when imagination takes root
In the dying wasteland of order,
Like a disease of chaos slowly creeping through,
Destroying all in its path with disorder and disarray,
Its only casualty the destruction of the mind which cries,
“Only THIS way”
And brings forth the great deity which anoints me
To this creative life
©SpiritLed 2019