2016/11/08

45th - 2016/11/08

The magic time has come again,
We believe we are ready to vote.
To choose between an obvious crook,
And an orange bigmouth bigoted dolt.

America seems to be really angry,
They are looking for somebody to blame.
Cause eight years after hope and change,
Everything seems to be about the same.

One side is destined to lose,
That's a fact about how it will end.
I worry about what kind of message,
The losing candidate will try to send.

Some will vote for third parties,
Flushing their vote down the drain.
Despite the fact increased publicity,
Proves those candidates have no brain.

Lets pick between the bad and the ugly,
And watch the subsequent circus unfold.
In four years we'll all be more angry,
Or is that much truth entirely too bold?

2016/08/24

Passage - 2016/08/24

The leaves tumbled,
Even as they fell.
The wind subsided,
Agony did not quell.

Pallor light spilled,
From a midsummer moon.
A torrent of tears,
Shall be a crops boon.

Below the surface lurks,
Deeper meaning denied.
There it shall await us,
Until we finally decide.

Moments are transient,
Pleasure and pain as well.
Time is the only cure,
For every emotional spell.

2016/08/15

Spark - 2016/08/15

The wind is cold and heartless,
It blows with an understated passion.
Silence and solace proceeded,
The inevitable sense of crashing.

I smell smoke yet see no fire,
Though I sense violent consumption.
The universe wages endless war,
On every pitiful tiny assumption.

Senses abandoned for they mislead,
I now rely only upon intuition.
Attempting to claim otherwise,
Is nothing short of sedition.

In the unknown we are stranded,
Naked, shivering and deathly afraid.
Is this how we were designed,
Or simply how we shall be unmade?

2016/05/15

What Lurks Beneath - 2016/05/15

Grasp your hands and circle round the ash,
Smoldering remains of those who did clash.
Raise your eyes and look for something more,
Pray God doesn't tell us your mum is a whore.
Nobody is safe, not from the rueful light,
Where power is in volume not who is right.

Quoting laws and rules is a pointless act,
As everybody is anonymous, that is a fact.
Dox fools and spay combatants with skill,
Nothing is past consideration for the kill.
Go home crying or better yet just bleed out,
The more public, the more it enhances clout.

Serious business is a facade pushed by cunts,
Self described policemen are the hungry runts.
Welcome to the world of the freed and cruel,
Where only a public sacrifice shall now rule.
Enjoy your new existence cowering in shame,
For notoriety is not a substitute for fame.

2016/05/10

Atlas - 2016/05/10

Skewered, stabbed and broken he kneels.
In this the twilight of his existence,
Not one spectator feels what he feels.

All jeers and clamors reach a fever pitch.
The time of closing has finally come nigh,
Victory or defeat, who knows which is which?

With a final sigh he decides to let it fall.
From his grasp falls the object he cherishes,
Nobody here appears ready to take up the call.

Down it tumbles into the ever sparkling abyss.
The fanaticism of the crowd escalates to a riot,
This is not a burden that he shall ever miss.

What ever happened to those that always depend?
Sadly their fates are no longer a concern here,
When will another fool allow them to transcend?

Now they feast on those that elevate the rest.
Until nothing is left to gorge themselves on,
As total transubstantiation is always the best.

2016/04/26

Compatriots in Hell - 2016/04/26

Whores wait in the wings,
Taking cash from all who offer.
They won't save themselves.

Police on the ground,
Dead no matter what they proffer.
They won't stop themselves.

Together they clash,
Embracing endless coffers.
They can't pay themselves.

Apart they shall fail,
No thanks to all the scoffers.
Who can't mute themselves.

All will face their death,
After drinking poisoned wells.
Murdered by themselves.

2016/04/25

Vicariously - 2016/04/25

Today all has changed,
Yet still exactly the same.
Hope has entrapped me.

Tomorrow comes soon,
Next round of the pointless game.
Fear dismantles glee.

Yesterday is gone.
But not memory of flame.
Drowning in cold sea.

Hark! Where is hope now?
It is dead and I shall blame.
Servant of woe, me.

Next step considered,
So I now claim a new name.
Vicariously.

2016/04/21

Golem - 2016/04/21

Power in my head,
Drives illusions that should be dead.
Malice in my mind,
Infects every bit of solace I do find.
Fire in my bark,
Exposes monsters lurking in the dark.
Pain in my words,
Makes me an outcast of mainline herds.
Truth in the rage,
Forces me to keep on turning the page.
Crutches en masse,
Ensures this tantrum will not be my last.
Third eye blind,
Weaves these chains which expertly bind.
Heartless master,
Embraces me as his ever favored bastard.

2016/04/17

Fuming on Fumes - 2016/04/17

Stuck in the middle of the road,
While assaults rage on every side.
Which way to choose if any at all,
Nobody is sure what he will decide.

Jeers emerge from all their lips,
Cruelty knows no boundaries here.
Rather than offer logical reasons,
They just prefer a strategy of fear.

There is no argument to be won,
Cause discussion was just pretense.
The longer this mad fraud persists,
Their madness gets even more intense.

Bound and gagged, unable to move,
Still they'd kill for his position.
Ever willing to both help and hurt,
As they care not for his condition.

Why afford him any real humanity,
He is a prop and a trinket for fun.
To be disposed of quite callously,
When they find out that he is done.

2016/04/06

King Cannibal - 2016/04/06

Twas a revolt in the courtyard today,
Where peasants began to act like rabble.
Promptly the King issued official orders,
Their tongues were cut to stop the babble.

Yet whispers persisted among the elite,
That this was the beginning of the end.
Then began the war against which no army,
Could ever hope to successfully defend.

The King went mad trying to end dissent,
While the people cheerfully plotted treason.
For this was now an age of terrible chaos,
Outside the boundaries of logical reason.

With each decapitation the game changed,
There was no longer room for compromise.
Instead the void was filled with mercs,
Hunting and executing so-called "spies".

This kingdom of power has been reduced.
Now merely a shadow of its former self.
For waging war on their greatest asset,
Proved to be hazardous to their health.

2016/04/03

We, Me, Flee - 2016/04/03

We patiently wait for the hope to arrive,
Biding our time focusing on how to survive.

We longingly gaze at a distant horizon,
Distracted by the storms of our own devising.

We focus entirely on the destination,
Placing the journey itself beyond consideration.

We battle with weapons, primitive sticks,
Gossiping to others instead of taking our licks.

We may succeed separately but fail as a whole,
While the shysters refuse to pursue a shared goal.

We believe each of us alone would be great,
So why then do most of us live only to masturbate?

We speak as if we were adults with real sense,
Yet those who know our heart see false pretense.

We are a group desperately seeking a leader,
Instead of a placating fool and corporate bleater.

We dream of a better world each and every day,
Willing to help until the project gets in the way.

We will expire and the world will refuse to cry,
For something this wretched needed to fucking die.

2016/03/31

Terminal Velocity - 2016/03/31

Like a meteor falling to earth,
Things were speeding right along.
Until one day it crash landed,
Proving that everything was wrong.

Now it sits smoldering and still,
Microbes aboard fishing for blame.
As the alien atmosphere kills them,
They play their petty little game.

Why has progress ground to a halt?
Who here will provide an explanation?
Be wary of whatever fool points out,
Reality has returned from its vacation.

Onlookers laugh for they see truth,
While the crew tells only more lies.
As they have no incentive to view it,
Through two eternally rose tinted eyes.

A few insiders cry themselves to sleep,
As they have suffered the cruelest fate.
For reputations have been quite marred by,
Association with these hopeless reprobates.

Yet hope springs eternal on the horizon,
Perhaps a few of them may survive a trek.
That takes them to someplace a bit better,
Than the combustible remains of this wreck.

2016/03/30

Tunnel Vision - 2016/03/30

They opened up his eyes,
Forcing them to receive.
There was no off switch,
Lest one he could perceive.

Howling cries filled the air,
Yet he was a man on a mission.
Fighting for an idea of victory,
That was merely another submission.

All those goals loomed closer,
While the outside world crumbled.
He cheered each and every success,
Even as all those around so tumbled.

Alas when it was all over,
He looked around at his domain.
Realizing there was nothing to rule,
Except servants of emptiness and pain.

2016/03/14

No Offense Taken - 2016/03/13

I've lived the tale of my life,
Through a lens quite shattered.
Although things radiate success,
Kudos leave me less than flattered.

For below the surface lies truth,
Suspended upon a foundation of lies.
It all precariously remains intact,
Despite a cavalcade of repeated whys.

Once I went diving on a casual day,
Never to return to myself thereafter.
For that sightseeing tour unearthed,
Facts I shall carry to the hereafter.

Blind was I yet my eyes have opened,
To a life where I'm not just groping.
This time I vow to remember and feel,
The past which with I've been coping.

Trouble me no more your smile will,
For offensives of old are rhetorical.
I have become one with the present,
As well as the forgotten historical.

2016/03/09

Self Sabotage - 2016/03/09

I howled into the night,
The night returned the favor.

I cursed all those I knew,
Ran out of moments to savor.

I sabotaged the foundation,
Our world collapsed on my head.

I plotted many assassinations,
Only for myself to end up dead.

I searched for a scapegoat,
Discovering only a broken mirror.

I now stare into the abyss,
Denying what could not be clearer.