Wreck of 'The Perfidy'

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“If one tries to navigate unknown waters, one runs the risk of shipwreck.” - Albert Einstein

“Life is a shipwreck, but we must not forget to sing in the lifeboats.” – Voltaire

“Every Government has as much of a duty to avoid war as a ship’s captain has to avoid a shipwreck.” - - Guy de Maupassant

Whether or not Russia invades Ukraine, there are likely to be personal well as political repercussions for all concerned.

Much the same can be said for the Covid-19 pandemic; signs akin to post traumatic stress syndrome (PMT) may well manifest themselves in many if not most of us, and we need to remain alert to the possibility.

While the pandemic, is hopefully in decline, common sense alone would suggest that now is not the time to assume that all’s well that ends well. We need to stay on high alert for some time yet, maybe years. Even so, we can still get ourselves a life and make it well worth the having, yes?

Yes!

WRECK OF ‘THE PERFIDY’

I am no ‘fate’ pitting us
against stormy seas, rather dare
or circumstance,
feeding our personal space
with such ideas...
whether perceived as serving history,
pecuniary advantage,
or simply needing to chase a heart’s ambitions
any repercussions, down to us

I will throw a lifeline
of sorts to any mind-body-spirit 
in such distress
as it cannot begin to assess
the risks involved,
concerned only with breaking free,
seemingly a second chance
to turn a life around that’s run aground
on ever shifting mud flats

A coastline in full view
suggesting such safety and security
as only troubled souls
shipwrecked on such a shore
as deceit-pretence
dare thrive, in the thick of a gullibility
and ignorance
to which the least discerning among us
offer little or no resistance

Time, though is no lifeline
to the mind-body-spirit seeking ways
to finally escape
the perfidious lie left to gnaw away
at the heart and soul
of one led astray, unable to (ever) confess
for fear of exposing
its pillar of society for hypocrite-fraud,
intentionally so or not

No permanent safety in sight,
despite attempts by family and friends
to make of me more
than an object of curiosity
and suspicion,
left but to reason the how and why
came The Perfidy here,
meant to sail into history with honour, pride,
only to beach on mud flats

Copyright R. N. Taber, 2022