Sini vs. Revolution

[Lindel]

"Goodbye Yellow Brick Road – Elton John"


It starts as an infant. Ritual sacraments mark the commencement
of a charted existence. Towards a majestically pretty celestial city,
far in the distance. The magnificence of it is impressed on you quickly;
in perpetual sunlight - it sparkles, resplendent,
with gates made of pearl for a marvelous entrance.
Its brightness & glory, - blinding! - it’s harmful to glimpse it
But stained glass optical lenses let you view it in all of its brilliance.
Inside, the hearts of its denizens brim with joy, and ardent contentment.
Hardships are ended, and all within are bonded in friendship.
Of the one who sits the throne, little’s known - he’s guarded, restricted.
& when he does grant an audience, he appears in fireballs, & in whispers.
His powers are vast & incredible – truly, a mark of his kingship.
It’s said he can conjure the wind with no more than a thought or a sentence
And his wrath is terrible - if you break his laws or posit resistance
But he’s good - imparting forgiveness to those who offer repentance.
Daily, throngs of petitioners beg his favor and call for assistance –
“make me smart!”, “give me courage!”, “fix my heart!” - it’s persistent
From afar it’s a mystery - we perceive only sparse interventions
But the closer you are to his kingdom, they say, the sharper your wisdoms.
Many claimed they could reach it... One such group was large and momentous.
They had knowledge of every step - all you needed to do was follow directions
“Follow, follow, follow ….” Their sonorous song was entrenched in
the minds and hearts of their henchmen, standing tall at attention.
With some occasion, another way would garner calls and contentions
But the advocates of such were dismissed as false & pretentious.
“why would you turn towards it?” the Straw Man argued against them,
warning of another realm whose monarch was dark and malignant.
...
And so, John was conflicted. At a crossroads, lost in an instant.
He’d been told to go straight… but that was at odds with his instincts.
He was drawn to the other path, - felt it calling in all of his senses.
He chose it, hoping it would lead him to god where it ended.