Align to disconnect.
Redesign then repent.
Form a structure with a beating heart.
Turn this putrid mess into art.
Siphon but do not prophet.
Upon these shoulder stand.
Welcome without agenda.
Lightless will be damned.
Quench without disaster.
Solder components faster.
Truth from that which did not split.
Upon this throne we all could sit.
Siphon but do not prophet.
Upon these shoulder stand.
Welcome without agenda.
Lightless will be damned.
But don’t think me a fool.
Time is short and boiling through.
Desolation is a state.
To us it can wait and wait.
We don’t want its key.
It leads to only misery!
Sever to extend the route.
Zero will not make us mute.
For these days are just a start.
We each shall do our necessary part.
Siphon but do not prophet.
Upon these shoulder stand.
Welcome without agenda.
Lightless,
Lightless will be damned.
But we shall remand.
Lending our hand.
For this is the way.
No more catastrophe.
Simon A Jackson - Writer 