I see wreckage on the horizon.
These are remnants of what used to be.
Upon closer inspection.
Proves there is only debris left for me.

With ghosts for friends.
I stay mute in a corner.
Pictures race around my head resulting in disaster.

Pulled from sweet memories.
Dragged across coals that’ll sear skin.
Menace lurks in shadows.
Resulting in nothing that can change a thing.

Loner on a trail.
Sick of how I fail.
Yanked from my home and spinning to oblivion.

Push these commandments onto all.
We are begging to be the ones who fall.
For if we flounder then you sink.
Mutually assured destruction is to what we drink.
With a heart full of pain,
Circling this drain.
Wait for the wave,
To send us to our well deserved grave!

Victims have made a stand.
Endure your own pious brand.

Call this land yours but it was hers first.
Still to this day it remains that way.
You like me are simply occupying it currently.
When we are gone it will remain.
For she is the first mother.

Blemish this landscape but she will endure.
Welcome all whether they be rich or poor.
No judgements rendered for she sees us as equals.
No matter the race or belief of us peoples.
For she is the first mother.

Nature, winding and flourishing.
Don’t endanger or she will be coming.
Our petty squabbles will not blight her growth.
Stunt it perhaps but she will survive.

Mother nature will forever be alive!

Former of flowers, animals and more.
Strength you cannot hope to endure.
Treat her well or suffer her wrath.

For she is the first mother.

Drank in a miasma that’s turning you mad.
Pathway to destruction of all that you had.
Do you think this self-sabotage will break your way?
Look into history and tell me what you see.

Wring hands of bloodshed and division.
No one here wants to stare at oblivion.
See all that they’ve worked for go up in flames.
But if you support violence then you are deranged.

Excuses will not be excused.
Compulsion will sever us from you.
Enjoy being shut out in the cold.
Outcast villains!
You will be forever ridiculed.

Poison your waters for a cheap thrill.
You might believe your insanity but most never will.
Masses want peace and a quiet life.
Not living by violence on the edge of a knife.

Lost in the mist that has poisoned you sick.
Turned you into acting like a complete prick.
For this is not a pathway to peace.
So you’ll be lucky if you ever get release.

Locked and key thrown away.
Punished for stupidity.
But if that’s what it takes…
Then judgement will be rendered.
Freedom forfeited for being a pretender.
Losers shackled and plummeting down.
Won’t see you at the bottom cause we won’t be around.

What do you think your antics will achieve?

Pedal bile with a smarmy damn smile.
Cheap attitude with an empty head to boot.
Organising thugs to prey on people just trying to live.
Get up and move out you fascism loving lout.

Pick at grievances you formed in your head.

Posh pillock think he’s been wronged again.
Sorry, you think you should be given everything?
How about no and you do some work for once.
Instead took paychecks from those you ‘hated’ so much.

Toad pretending to be some kind of mighty being.

You heard what I said and I’m sick of your lies.
You’re an insect in how you wish to stoke fires.
See right through your makeup and its oh so pathetic.
Aligned with a tool when it got you more credit.

Call yourself patriots as you destroy for kicks.
All a smokescreen that you call politics.
I know your type and you don’t belong.
You care about only how to bully someone.
Pathetic mind in a detestable shell.
You want honesty, go straight to hell.

Putrid narcissists believe you are great.
Vocabulary short just like your brains.
Spitting and kicking as you manically laugh.
Every word you say is a complete farce.
Its why you wear masks you cowardly scum.
Crawl back under whatever rock you came out from.

Fascist.
Racist.
Vile inciter.
Instigating like a firelighter.

Gormless.
Cretin.
Utter buffoons.
Just a bunch of moronic former football goons.

Hate spewing won’t defeat everyone else.
You hang yourself with only pure hatred.
And I’ll laugh that inevitable day when you tools fall like a rock.
When it happens we’ll all be smiling a lot.

Slide the knife under skin to restart desire.
Born from disaster is this harshest fire.

Alas do not believe fragments can save.
Esoteric instruction delivered by ghosts.
Seldom what’s right will be chosen.

Ink flesh until night transforms from decay.
For passion can never be closer than far away.

Select these vials.
Program these notes.
Divide and deface.
Wrangle or…

Be lost in this haze.
Stubborn, betrayed.
Choke on mistakes of a past.

Core has been spent.
Rise of repent.
Saviour is lies.
Cut from dark skies.

Head full of dominion meant to replace free thought.
Disgust traded for a bout of innocence caught.

Reduced down to flesh.
Bone fragments of nothingness.
Popped hope bubble torn to ribbons.
This criminality can’t be forgiven.
Forgiven.
Division.
Incision.
Oblivion waits in hands most unkempt.

Algebraic transformation strain.
Cancellation of what might be yet to come.
Handful of promise held in refrain.
Positional error slips from that which cannot be undone.

With a heart stuffed with lust.
A head crammed with danger.
Peel back these layers until somebody falters.
Iodine stings from deliverance’s touch.
Soothsayers continue to say too much.

These are not antidotes.
But you might be kings.
Reality is bending with a mixing of things.

Opulent glory fed with old forms.
Fragrant decisions wrenched into shadow.
Here comes those radiation storms.
Sit and barter with what you cannot borrow.

With a heart stuffed with lust.
A head crammed with danger.
Peel back these layers until somebody falters.
Iodine stings from deliverance’s touch.
Soothsayers continue to say too much.

These are new poisons.
Cooked ready to dispel.
As realism is failing with a kill that does fell.

Dread filled heads with spineless goals.
Proprietary statements believed to be gold.
When fascists do speak worlds refuse to spin.
Sick psychopaths obsessed with treason.

Is this the end of the line?
Starting to think it might be mine.
Sad to say that I’m feeling distant.
Too much loss is leaving me inconsistent.
Despise seeing good people torn down.
It makes me sick.
I hate it so.
Please not another gut punch though.
They don’t deserve to have their lives cleaved in two.

Polarised until I question my wishes.
Eroded faith has left me weakened.
Renegade that does not belong.
God I wish my cynicism was wrong.
But all I see is mounting greed.
For these workers my heart does bleed.
End these torments upon nice souls.
Sever obsession from life goals.
Otherwise creativity will become a thing of our past.

Living through conflict after disaster.
Yes it makes you age so much faster.
Times been dragging as if its slowed.
Don’t repeat these mistakes as if they’re code.
Times can change if you go with the flow.
Don’t make everything about you.
I’m too tired to resist all this agony.
I want people to be able to live without tragedy.
Such a pity some feel a need to dream up friction to function.

Enveloped in your contamination suit.
You think contagion won’t be touching you.
With your gas mask smile hiding true intent.
Lets talk about how you released this devastation.
Yet you remain safe and sound.
Sick of this soulless corporate abomination.

Cheap words put on show for all to see.
A facade you use to try and fool everybody.
But we’re all bored of these same rotations.
Like clockwork you repeat the same old quotations.
Makes me want to spew bile until I can’t stand up.
All I want you to do is fuck off and get out!

Everything you touch turns to debris.
It is clear and plain as day to see.
Greed is your compass and all that guides you.
Sadistic prick with only monetary obsession in mind.
Coward to your very rotten and stinking core.
Never satisfied, all you want is more.

Splashing cash while carving lives.
Again my vitriol is on a steep rise.
Get out of the limelight or choke on clean air.
You have brought too much despair.
A legacy that will be nothing but blemishes and stains.
Clearly you lack empathy as well as brains.

You call me the anti-Christ miracle.
I label you stupid, unoriginal.
Ramble on cause you have no tact.
Just a fascist who pretends lies are facts.
Firing insults like a child.
Your vocabulary so stunted that its wild.
Have no clue how to be decent.
All you care about is gaining power absolute.

Can’t hold a book like a normal person.
Clear you never do rehearsing.
All off the cuff and it shows your mental.
Old misogynist with an IQ in the gutter.
Brain so empty and yet full of clutter.
Doesn’t feel so good when others fling mud too.
Well get used to it you utter buffoon.
Cause clearly you are way past being a simple loon.

I know you believe your own cavernous hype.
A soul filled with nothing but spite.
Trying to bully everyone you can into submission.
Only time you can make a not stolen decision.
Weak and feeble yet acting tough.
Your failures should leave you feeling rough.
Bankrupt at least half a dozen times.
Even been found guilty of committing crimes.

Narcissist who believes in fairytales.
Pompous and without an ounce of humour.
All you speak are false rumour.
Yet I’m the demon who threatens your story.
A villain that needs to fall to your glory.
Delusional as well as cruel.
Enjoy your demise as you fall, fool.
You’re no Jesus Christ, you megalomaniac!

Wrapped in cloth dyed red, white and blue.
They’ve started to bleed because of you.
Decency wiped away by your infestation.
Only time you show some dedication.
Poisoning the well like a true autocrat.
Elderly entity who still acts like a brat.
Wanting me to be a sacrifice to your new world disorder.
You’re the one who dodged the draft order.

Spitting hate wherever you set foot.
About as Christian as any other crook.
Incoherent in your structure.
Wanting to go back to scripture.
But one key difference would be made.
You are to be he who is always obeyed.
Preying instead of praying.
Comparable to a snake oil salesman.