To take the blame,
We’ll have no choice…
“You won’t find anyonehere.”
The father states, confident, no fear
How is it he can be so sure?
As inches, we lie from the floor
“Sir, I’d recommend youstay quiet,”
Obviously this new sir doesn’t dowell with defiance
“Or would you rather we takecustody of your son?
We allow him here out of courtesy.
Perhaps, we should make certain he…”
“You touch him,” Thefather’s tone sharp “And I’ll end you.”
As the air, heavy and dark
Just by his tone, I can see his grin
“Done.”
This man, who by no consolation is nota friend
With a jolt of anger & adrenaline
Without thought,
Loss of all decorum as a gentleman
No concern to being caught
As he reaches for the boy,
That smirk on his face
I, rushing in, cracking his jaw
Him now, knowing his place…
Looking at his defined features
I know him – His face so familiar
Why can't I place it?
Like I'm looking through a filter
In a single moment I catch his eye
Then suddenly, I’m high as thesky
Nowhere close to where I was
Rather an extravagant room
Worthy of gods
Everything pricelessly, sparkling rich
A high rise?
But what prompted the switch?
Then it hits me,
“Where are they?”
The ones who dared to take that childaway
No mention as to Jack or the father
Of course, it’s just my luck
To unintentionally leave them assitting ducks
Paris, France outside the window
But the image on the glass is whatreally glows
I see the emblem etched in white
The Organization's moniker
What a sight...
I've never seen it so up close
The artistry – The power...
And the hope
Guess there's a reason they're the law
Just being in this room I'm struck withawe
Immediately, it's evident - something'soff
How very odd, I’m here, but I'mnot
Merely a consciousness in a tight spot
Then, so suddenly, they enter the room
Two men, bickering, things I don’tfully comprehend
One, beauty incarnate
The other? One to easy to offend
“Jewl, have you gone mad?”
Says the one to the beauty
“You’re playing a verydangerous game.
To manipulate the board to confirm ahunch.”
Clenching his fist, as if ready topunch
Two Organization board members
This is a rare chance
To be able to hear their inner politics
Even more to watch them dance
Jewl gazes with piercing eyes
Out the glass to the city of lights
“As per usual, you fail toperceive
It is far deeper than you may think.
I need it done to secure the vote.”
“And what happens if you’rewrong?”
Scolds the other, singing a repeatingsong
“Have you ever known me to trulybe wrong?”
This O.D. made by artisan’s hands
Confidence, eluding to a long made plan
“The clan’s been eradicatedfor over sixteen years…”
The offended one snaps
“Do you truly believe oneactually survived?
That a remaining seer could really bealive?”
“My source is quite confident andnever wrong.
Besides, we’ve had reports ofthat one
For quite some time…” Theway that Jewl says that line,
It lights in me a warning sign
“Reports,” Begins theoffended one
“That could never be verified…
I understand that you trust your source
But do you think it wise to put so muchstock
In the words of someone with her…Reputation?
One could say she’s outlivedsalvation.”
“And that’s the beauty,Simon.
She’s not even aware she’srevealing secrets…
Thus, she has no time for regrets.
The wind watches her & reports tome,
And speaking of our friend…
Are you enjoying dropping eaves?”
With one swift gaze,
Jewl's looking straight at me…
He gives a grin
How can this be?
I know that I’m not physicallyhere
“I’ve big plans for you, myyoung Seer.”
With a flick of his wrist,
The wind pushes me so
Back to the farm house
With those I know…
Still standing where I previously stood
The O.D. raid team, the leader
Giving me one last long look
Rage engulfing him
As if on me he's hooked
No intention of letting go
Simply his eyes, vengeful and cold
“This isn’t over!” hebellows loud
And with a snap they’re gone
Faces oddly proud...
I look around at this ransacked home
But of all that’s swirling in myhead
Prevalent are Jewl’s words said
Doubt coursing through me now
Trust shattered, he called me a Seer
Who... & how?
Trial9: Doubts
My mind in a place of disarray
Conflict - an imposed war within myheart…
What is night? What is day?
How long has she known?
Doubt quickening, festering & grown
My trust, ever broken, myself alone
What is the meaning of this?
No way to atone
Jack was using me… I, ever thefool
Drowning in an icy, false love pool…
Yet she was also being used
What then? What now?
My soul confused
These past scenarios in my head
The ones where she taught me, fed me
Others, her tucking me into bed
How to proceed
Going on, I’m trapped in thisloop
A cycle, perfuse
What am I to do?
Or hope to prove?
How long, these lies…
Ever been portrayed?
Until now… until this day…
Only the one answer remains
Ask the question, hear what she says
“Who are the seers?” mytone, piercing
Time stops, her heart fearing
Dropping the book that she holds
Her expression… not even one ofcold
The sight, her trembling, the truthconfirmed
I wonder now, what lies she’llbirth
For an extended eternity, at a loss forwords
Then her response, breathed into theworld
“How…?”
“It doesn’t matter,
Answer the question…”
My verbiage one of enraged session
Then comes the look across her face
The realization of what took place…
My shoulders grabbed, an icy grip
The question flowing from her lips
“What did you see?”
Ever consistent, no answer still
My patience getting harder to swallow
As no longer merely the size of a pill
“It doesn’t matter.
I’ll ask again.
Who are the seers?”
My demeanor starting to bend
If this keeps up, soon I’ll break
What happens then? What will I speak?
I’m afraid of what’s tocome
“You need to stop playing dumb.”
“Now’s not the time forthis.” She says
The phrase sending me over the edge
“Not the time?!” Grittingmy teeth
Punching the wall, as now I seethe
“THEN WHEN?!
I’m through with this!
You’ve lied to me since I couldsit.
Now tell me the truth, or so help me…”
And in the moment, I no longer seeclearly
Abruptly, the room starts to chill
Sharpened frost starting to spill
Covering floors, walls, and life
Now I’ve done something I regret,quite
What is the term when it’s coldbeyond freeze?
The father and the boy crumble to theirknees
As myself & the only family I’veever known
Stare each other down, seeds of angersewn
Both refusing to back down
Pride, beyond anything
Pride, ever loud
A stalemate between infamy
I don’t know why
But it sounds fitting to me
A bloodline erased from history
A bloodline surely fit to be…
Infamous, ever so
Not a doubt within me
Left
