Split Second Sonata

Split Second Sonata

Time flew and crashed into the plane of existence
Reality shattered, as I watched rumors of it fly into the distance
A sign that The Grim Reaper has time to kill
As the grains of sand in the hourglass run out of space to fill
He puts his sickle to the seconds as the eleventh hour beckons
While the fabric of reality is torn in half by it
The tapestry of the constellation sheets is formed by it
And as the universe hangs on its tip
The cup of death is offered for some to take a sip

The batteries of  their flickering halos are dead
And the receipt for their wings sewn onto the crown of their heads
Those that grew a tree with the root of all evils and watched it bloom
Dug a hole to Hell with a silver spoon
Same ones would watch body and soul elope as they satisfied their lust with every stroke
Their foundation of quicksand swallowed them as they sank
And the lake of fire  overflowed at its banks

I saw the violence on the horizon
The hatred between the hues wasn’t very surprising
A reminiscent shade of red that time left dead when peace starved sleeping swords
Came alive as the sky bled and salt from dried oceans washed up on lifeless shores
Heavy hearts shared their grief with the streets, cracking the concrete, and disturbing the peace
Cold hearts frost bitten from lack of heat , were oblivious to the wobble of unsteady feet,
that couldn’t find their way home because they were blinded by the glitter of gold
They lost direction and never searched for the map of GOD written back when books were still scrolls
Dropped their faith on the road to riches and fame
Where nothing’s the same
And souls are exchanged
For a fee
But every star falls back to reality leaving a void where it used to be

Driven to a life of constant death
Where every second on their clock dies quicker than the next
Souls stare at the reflection of what they’ve become in a poolof tears, agitated by ripples of fear
And celestial silhouettes sail across the space where the stars previously lay
As the earth dies screaming and the sun sets into the grave

As for the one’s on the side where the light abides
The love in The Master’s touch encouraged their emotions to rise
As His hands wiped the rain from their cloudy eyes
The one’s that raised ladles of The Lamb’s Blood to their lips
As they constantly came to the alter for purifying sips
Now drank from silver streams where their dreams walked the streets
Where the gold roads gave a sense of relief to weary feet
Sore from life’s long journey and desperately in need of peace
A place where joy is tangible
And all the citizens drown in bliss as their destinies’re sealed with a kiss

Life can be a burden and death a release
But if true life means death, then there’s still hope for the deceased



15 thoughts on “Split Second Sonata” by six (@six)

  1. If anyone has any ideas for a better title, abeg share.

  2. nice job…well done too…but the caption i don’t understand…judging from the first and last paragraghs,u talking about time.and with the dead’s hope in the last paragragh the living’s time is what i think should be spliting not sonata…any way what is sonata?@six

  3. nice job…well done too…but the caption i don’t understand…judging from the first and last paragraghs,u are talking about time.and with the dead’s hope in the last paragragh the living’s time is what i think should be spliting not sonata…any way what is sonata?@six

  4. A sonata, it’s like a musical piece divided into 3 or 4 parts. It’s an apocalyptic poem, that’s why I tried to give it a title that suggests urgency; a song can’t be played in a split second. If you have any ideas on a better title, please share. Thanks for stopping by @silvanus.

  5. The title is alright as far as I can see. And the poem is good, didactic and preachily good

  6. Thanks for stopping by @Hymar, I appreciate it.

  7. @TolaO, can I get a review for this one? Tell me what you think.

  8. @Omoniyi-Adeshola, lemme know what you think…it’s old anyway,but whatever.

    1. O-Money (@Omoniyi-Adeshola)

      @six, its a really nice poem, i liked the rap-themed impressionism it represents; the way it juggles images and neatly fits the image into the narrative. I never knew you had such a lovely poem on life and death o, would have perhaps tied this to a poem i wrote on same ish. Bro, you did good here

  9. @six, I dare to say that this is a good piece. I think the title fits too…

    1. @six, you’re always welcome… :)

  10. @six, the sum of this poem’s parts are less than the parts themselves.

    It has flashes of brilliant inventive phrasing (like the opening line), but it doesn’t read as a coherent narrative.

  11. Thank you very much @innoalifa,thank you.

  12. Hmmm, I think I get you…you see, this is why I like your critiques @TolaO, this is why; thank you very much.

  13. @Omoniyi-Adeshola, thanks for coming back to this one for me man. I’m really glad you liked it,really glad.

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