Abstract people visiting sand castles
in times pink void.
The world turns from idea to idea.
Colliding atoms, the philosophers hidden influence’s.

Those who are connected by spirit,
transcended through purgatory,
looking to find a time when they will actually be able to visitone another.

God’s Angels sent here to protect us.

In the year of the foundation.
The birth of a Gypsy son.
The cane of the mystics, a circle around the robe.
Across time ride the warriors of the Ocelot
dressed to share in the story of glass sins.

Child wrapped in Indian blanket.
Fortunate are those with the gift of knowing.
In the catacombs built by man.
the asylums of refinement.

The wars between the decorated shoulder loops.
Each of us knows our faith.
No one can take that from us.

The words spoken in the verse of poets,
battles against the parade. Two birds in flight.
Each of us has ours secrets
to be used.

The shared vision in the understanding of the pearl
there is no rest here in the pardon.

You must speak out,
tell the world what it is you want.
Take down the symbolism’s of oppression.
Your neighbor’s plowed fields drying up.
It was not his scorns that beat you.
It was the whip of your master,
who betrayed your child like visions away.

Time holding the drew.
Sometimes you must look away from the verses,
in order to fine your path.

Your mother looks to shed your pains.
Your brothers and sisters show their diction
with an atonement.
The way out child,
is to take down man’s black seeded machines.
Walk the road of the poet’s path.
Destroy the factories of distraction.
Remember we live in a world where through ill demises man has
cased the breath of wooden Virgins words.

You are a poet.
You are a man,
stand back from the palliated sacrificial cue.

There are many here,
who believe as you do.
That the devil is only a man,
when he is present in the flesh
that his blood must run red,like yours or mine.

Looking to your soul
feel the spry in the wind,
and listen to the Words,
of your God.

In the fulfilling of your eulogy
you will most certainly find
the freedom,you are searching for.

Analysis, meaning and summary of Joseph Mayo Wristen's poem Abstract People in Pink Castles

1 Comment

  1. Kimi says:

    Genuinely amazing in its conflict of oppression and freedom, I love it!

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