Struggle with the Nine Muses

Ballads by the great John Coltrane,
Miles Davis next on the list,
as mellow and comforting these tracks may be
they still fail to help me organise my thoughts.
my mind is overflowing with
visions and pictures that are on the brink of
my consciousness.

As they are about to enter reality they some how flutter away.
banished to my subconscious, that place which is so dark,
compact and buried with irretrievable knowledge and epiphanies,
which are never to have life or be resurrected from their sealed graves.

By great intervention, when the time is right
these hands are led along the path of light
with fire igniting my heart and mind,
words form on paper like water rushes down well known streams.

This fluttering soul of mine, this tangible entity feels redeemed
acknowledging there will be days where my thoughts are clouded and obscure
whilst on other instances my inner being will grasp the muses demanding them
to restore my passions.

Thus in ending let us wrestle with the nine muses:
Calliope,
Clio
Erato
Euterpe,
Melpomene
Polyhymnia
Terpsichore,
Thalia
Urania,
for they are the ones that attribute mankind the burning sensations of wonder and invention, love and misery but yet restrict us from carrying out our desired wishes, giving chaos to our mind until we have discovered our self worth and vocation in life.

@SummerKnight99

The soul of a mortal being

The soul of a mortal being
Who possess knowledge of the cruelty of mankind and the injustices experienced by so many aches by day and night,
His spirit is full of anguish
Of grief and torment
Night and day expires at the expense of his affliction.

For he does not know what to do with this knowledge
If he was to give truth to the masses who are blind and oblivious to the revelations of history
They would only scold him,
refusing to hearken unto his claims of truth
They would persecute him and treat him as a mere psychotic.

however if he was to refuse to declare to the masses the divination received
he would only subject himself to the foreboding agony
his spirit would be troubled
Even if God was to send down his angel to help bear the turmoil of a dampened
spirit, it would be useless for only he alone, he made of flesh and blood
he who feels the deepest hurt of the children of man
could possibly bear his turmoil and the responsibility given him through the gain of knowledge

So the question I rely to you is What good is knowledge if you keep it sealed in the bottomless pit of your heart ?

@summerKnight99