It all started in darkness
Until it was decided
All has an opposite
It all became enlightened
Mirrors reflecting mirrors
Galaxies and molecules
Composing a symphony
Cosmos acting consciously
Beginning in the micro
Repeating in the macro
Atoms circle molecules
As planets circle their star
Inside all of this darkness
Fire glows in it’s crevices
Yet it still remains unseen
We are all microscopic
And in his head he wondered
If it was these moments
That made him fall in love
Or if it was because she
Reminded him of himself
In such a number of ways
A phantom hand plunges in your being
And pulls the weight out
Everyone becomes themselves at night.
Our words revealing our deepest frights.
“Atlas was no god,
But a Modern man,
Burdened to carry,
Truth of our Reality.”
All that has happened,
In man’s history,
Has crushed my lungs
And ceased my breathing.
All of us who pray,
Wish for better days,
We wish for a life
With a real sense of
Freedom, where man
Is not limited to
These false choices
Manufactured by
Our ignorance.
Everyday they
Consume broken good.
To distract themselves
They pray to false lords.
Blind for countless years
Oh, how they suffer…
Unwilling to think,
Push us to the brink.
Thoughts of oppression,
Fuel my depression.
Hope is all we have…
So I understand
Their hesitation,
To acknowledge truth.
They hope while we push
For our world to switch.
To build paradise,
Right here in our lives.
Be yourself…
An amalgation
Of past experiences,
A biological machine
Operating on
Social influences.
Memories define you,
But you still decide
What you choose to remember.
You can never change who you really are,
you’re born with a track
you cannot stray too far,
you’re the wise snake in a sack
You are at peace with what you have become,
Without regrets in your fake independence,
Signing those papers and away goes the trance
Four years that have been drowned in rum
Would it be sane to envy that which slithers,
Whose humanity has withered?
Will I wield the weapon of a coward
and succumb to your illusion?
A bullet has been delivered,
now continue to slither
Mountains are leveled
Beside these barren roads
Monuments in their place
Rust coats their pearl shells
Petroleum refineries
Abandoned by white sands
How many dotted white lines,
do we zip by in a lifetime?
I want to sleep, and stay asleep.
I don’t want to wake up anymore.
Not for another day.
That will be the same.
As every day before.
Democracy’s been placed into a slumber
At a Bay of Pig’s mundane wonder
Who all gravel at it’s slightest snore
Cannibalistic devourers, you ignore
These shreds they gnaw at
Turn to dust and bone
Money that ‘trickles’ down
Will flood the entire town
Robbed of all our history,
And the potential to be,
A so called democracy
Believe they listen to pleas?
Twist their brains
Into supporting a regime,
That will go down in history,
As a neo-colonial army.
A regime which receives
With death’s decay,
That gains massive profits
Through a person’s pain.
Creating machines
Out of thinking men,
Creating unthinking
Murdering men
Terrorizing all of you
With misinformation,
Lambs without a clue
Coerced into invading nations.
They shout freedom,
but don’t be dumb.
A billion lie dead,
Another two never read.
They growl freedom,
but don’t be dumb,
Raze entire countries,
with your tax money
The dumb are numb,
The smart willingly become
At the face of horror,
Believing “Society must be built on order”
Oppressive engineers
Inflating currencies
Until it’s time to bite
Shreds of your rights…
We shall feel the bones,
Razed and shelled homes,
Salvage digging through
Carcasses of men
The stench of the dead
Going through your head
The cost of your ruse
A billion dead.
They raze entire countries,
While using your money.
Run tanks through towns,
Burning children down.
Have you a choice?
Refuse to stand down…
“Populations are numbers,
As long as I get money,
Fuck the lives of countless others!”
Don’t trust who you can’t see.
Is it hard for us to believe,
They encourage murder?
For trillions of dollars.
An ode to our forgotten future
A generation of children nurtured
By a structured society’s apathy
Bureaucrats clasp your ability to see
Censoring through clouds of lies
Cells cease to evolve, man’s rise
Deterred, by the will of one percent
Dumbing down the masses’ dissent
Enter your conscious and unlock
Ensembles webs of critical thought
Forgotten our potential, these brains
Freed from their cultural chains
Godliness, grandeur man’s destiny
Gloom forgets from here to eternity
The Moon was luminous
High above dark mountains
The Horizon’s Silhoutte
Marked mountains behind forestry
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Clouds cast off the sky
Golden blue hues shine
Forming shapes up high
Stars light all our nights
___________________________
We are standing on a sphere
Which spins around endlessley
In the soft fabric time space
In one of those same stars
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Origins in specs of dust
Organisms inside us
Lie, lie, lie
Until you die
All you’ll leave behind
Saw a sinister prison
Surrounded by soldier snakes
Staring at LED screens
Sharing your information
See them stare over shoulders
Feet tremble, while you’re walking
Four hours in hostile halls
Familiar faces sigh
Feelings of relief stopping
Flowers in a smelly stall
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice,
From what I’ve tasted of desire,
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if I had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.—Robert Frost
Cool breeze
Come shake the leaves
Bring leaping dreams down to their knees
Leave me naked, bark and bone
Brown the grass and bald the stone
Undress me to the elements and let me find a home
Beyond rhyme and rhythm
No harmony
Alone.
