Closed Off

Blackened by lies fed through tubes.
These times have made us confused.
Sent to the gallows with hands filled with gold.
What remains is that which turned so cold.
A subject of matter that we cannot contain.
Petrified by circumstance that we brought into frame!

Fractures forming in eyes too blind.
Poisoning antics silencing our line.
Dragged over coals that continue to burn.
Ruin is what we have interred.
Siphoned our hope until only a hollow remains.
Forever and after we continue circling these rusted drains!

Open in madness but closed off from welcoming.
Gullible associations compound our suffering.
Strike out or swallow these are your choices.
Do not expect to hear a chorus of soul saving voices.

Battered and broken is how we shall sit.
On top of heavens that have long started to quit.
With dashes and dots marking our form.
Get up or we will lose our singular born.
With shadows awaiting.
Time is inflating…
Moments of brightness that have long since been cast in the flames.