No Point

Real art
Is a finite blessing
Of the truth
Which bears
No point

Other than
Being resistant
To these souls
Who dare not

Their cry
Of broken
As it is written

In a guise
Of glorious fiction
Beyond sanity
Or a cure –

One final lie
Off their chest
With failure
As its message

So the youngest
What’s sacred
Like gospels
Scared of their own.

– J. Pigno

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