Our armies, the countless seconds, our castles built of years. So our most deadly weapon is the slow poison of time. So we'll finally rattle the bars of our ever shrinking cages when our righteous anger outweighs all the fear that has kept us tremblingĪnd ashamed, and the apathy that's kept us compliant and cowedĮvery tyrant someday falls, every tower someday crumbles, every prison someday empties, every hangman someday dies swinging in his noose. That sells us a sickness then withholds the cure. Baptized by stygian templars on pavement we faithlessly pray for salvation from patriots who, cynically, wrapped in tattered torn flags have built a machine that profits off of our suffering and toil, our fear and dismay. Paper and ink? And what is faith to those who've lost theirs but a poison they’re forced to imbibe? Know there's nothing that you have built that we wouldn't tear down or burn to the ground, because the idols raised in your worship look to us as so many counterfeit gods.Īnd our church is the streets which we ritually crowd to partake of the eucharist with red bloodied mouths. What is history to those written out but an endless prison of When nothing exists that can’t be quantified and nothing is real if it can’t be bought, can you blame us for trying to wrest back our humanity each and every morning, one pill at a time? Tell me? Where can one hide from its panoptic omnipresence? From its systemic malfeasance? Its condemnatory gaze, leering from a million dull screens? Manifest in a web of cameras. For the dead future cursed to be stillborn. For the parts of me that have been destroyed. My only solace? Swallowing each pill in a ritual of perpetual mourning for a life denied by this craven world. But the onslaught overwhelmed, methodical in its ferocity. I tried to steel myself against the tide. Death and degradation, pain and isolation, from which we cannot look away. My unyielding focus on an endless stream of inhumanity. To quell the anxiety that grows like a weed from living in a world that demands my constant and unwavering attention. I can barely function without swallowing pills to still the noise inside my brain.
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