Cat walks under a ladder and I loose my way.
Two is a number that doesn’t quite sway.
Does that make me loose or too tight?
To be honest I think this place is a blight.
Though I have no clue as to where I stand.
Other than to say it is not where I planned.
With angels screaming and devils in tears.
Am I the anti anti so many have feared?

Interconnect with connections frayed.
Starting to believe my seconds are paved.
Set out without me having a choice.
Maybe next I’ll loose my already small voice.
Be lost amongst tombstones and kings.
Meant to sprout and fly off on golden wings.
While everyone else gets their happy ending.
I have to fend off the feral beasts with a rending.

Poised at the culmination of what I no have clue.
Dots are connecting to spell, I need to go.
Race across this once pearlescent blue.
Get as far away from here as I did you.
Devastated by moments I once held dear.
That was until the embedding of abject fear.
Since then I have been but a shadow.
Always determined to sink my teeth into marrow.

Separate and give me a chance to sing.
Rather than seal me inside a rock salt ring.
Incantations that result in an itch.
Repeat them again and you’ll need to sever a stitch.
For your mouth will be sealed as penance is owed.
After all innocence is what you have mowed.
Cut down before its prime had begun.
If I am the monster then you are the arch villain.

Search for an answer without a purpose.
High and low you yearn for a sentence.
Lines delivered from fog so thick.
For this silence is lingering as if it might stick.
Persist beyond its current confines.
Breach a cordon if one were defined.

Empty these streets and back up as far as you can.
These signals are growing without a helping hand.

Stand guard as if something could step forth.
Forever and always hold this particular line.
Drawn in the sand if it existed.
What would happen if this entity persisted?
Do we back out and initiate a program?
Or should we accept that it won’t be gone?

Empty these streets and back up as far as you can.
These signals are growing without a helping hand.

Break out or paranoia might come.
Side eye judgements of labelling others scum.
Is this whatever dwells in that fog?
Maybe we’ve crossed into misunderstood.
Slapping on labels that do not even fit.
Purely so we can have an excuse to exorcise it.

With hands stained and gory.
Our brains functioning poorly.
Eyes blurred and heads in pain.
Firing into this mass with screams in vain.
Fog clears to reveal we’ve slaughtered again.
Bodies litter, showing no malice.
They were us and we cut their chance.
Brother on brother, sister and mother.
This is what we do to one another.
Creeping across and killing those who don’t agree.
Always on the cusp of a murder spree!

Vortex of desolation.
Construct without hesitation.
Formed from madness, pain and thrill.
Sever the server or confront annihilation.
With hands of steel and skin of plastic.
Rewriting DNA as if its code that’s erratic.
Dividing peace by turning it to war.
This tuning addiction will kill us all.
As machines integrate with man.
AI will be slapped with a ban.
But conquer is not a single path.
All else fails this ascension will become a bloodbath.
Of forced evolution at the hands of a droid.
Before too long we’ll be downloaded.
Erasure will be our prison cell.
Panic and plead at the toll of this one bell.
Signifies the end of days has arrived.
From these dimensions a culling will rise.
Cessation followed by new dominion.

Practice what you preach.
No need to breach.
Cast these innocents into flames.
Exponentially increase what pains,

Are brought upon them.
Down from the sky.
The raining of bombs.
Screams of oh why.

Killers are not heroes.
Bastards in our midst.
Pride themselves on savagery.
Walk away.
No forgiveness.

Offer empty promises.
Devoid of tolerances.
Shove the young into a fire.
Watch them burn for your desire.

As slaughter rains.
Down from the sky.
Murder all purity.
Screams of goodbye.

Killers are not heroes.
Bastards in our midst.
Pride themselves on savagery.
Walk away.
No forgiveness.

Bias is running free in these streets again.
Victimizing is becoming our new best friend.
Hunt down those different with a big damn gun.
Ready to expunge all those who might come.
Without thought or a care in the world.
Discrimination is what is upheld.
Sick and tired of the same old thing.
Just wish there was a bell we all could ring.

Judgement has been lacking.
Bigotry should be slacking.
Banished to the past.
I fear if not society won’t last.

Reflection through damning those not like you.
Cutting out what you see as unique.
Trying to make this world uniform and complete.
Psycho babble with a slanted point of view.
Raise a gun and kill more than a few.
With a smile carved like its into stone.
Ranting as if they’re being cut to the bone.
Ideology birthed by a mad aging crone.

Judgement has been lacking.
Bigotry should be slacking.
Banished to the past.
I fear if not society won’t last!

Revelation thick but few.
Weathering peace with false spew.
Lies tiled across the sky.
Close your eyes.
Beg for peace.
All they want is to make you deceased!

Judgement has been lacking.
Bigotry should be slacking.
Banished to the past.
I fear if not society won’t last.

This age is so out of style.
Where is the new age to compile?

Same old stories swinging round and round.
Boredom has set in by flooding ground.
How are we meant to keep moving forward,
If all we do is stay stuck as if we’re awkward.

I don’t know and cannot say.
Other than this has overstayed.
Time to reboot or skip ahead.
Either one is better than treading water.
Cause then you close to dead.

Barrel through the canopies without a care.
Yes we all know some will stand and stare.
But better to advance than rest on your heels.
Or even worse than that, do some shady deals.

Still can’t tell if this is it.
I have to say it makes me want to quit.
For there is no semblance of pushing ahead.
More like watching it all rush by.
Just like I have previously said.

Preach for change but keep the course steady.
They don’t want to rock a boat that holds then at the ready.
After all the mighty wish to be the few.
If that were to change they would lose far more than you!

Snap these chains that bind.
Take away that which is blind.
Vent this debris into the void.
Change these next planned steps.
Who cares if elites are annoyed.

Fingers down a window pane.
Cross my heart and chant my name.
Warlocks are what witches won’t be.
Slip these ropes and escape with me.

What lurks in the ashes is but a freak of nature.
I will not repent for all you fakes here.
Withered to a husk and it will really break ya.
Especially when in sets your fear.
Slit their necks from ear to ear!

Polarised by inactions hand.
Upon it you will find a brand.
Settled scores with fires might.
Set ablaze that which does no right.

What lurks in the ashes is but a freak of nature.
I will not repent for all you fakes here.
Withered to a husk and it will really break ya.
Especially when in sets your fear.
Slit their necks from ear to ear!

Kill these lights and snuff all stars.
Fold your arms as you bend these bars.
Vent your spleen just like a wound.
Watch as all this shit is bloomed.
Loosed upon these ever nights.
Festering field of deadly blights!

What lurks in the ashes is but a freak of nature.
I will not repent for all you fakes here.
Withered to a husk and it will really break ya.
Especially when in sets your fear.
Slit their necks from ear to ear!

Time is always shorter than we wish.
Except when we’re trapped by it.
Then it drags like a stone.
Forget those moments they aren’t your home.

Remember the good and let go of the rest.
What you want is memories that are the best.
Laughing, smiling, having fun.
Not depressed and cussing everyone.
Happens to us all at some time.
Its why those periods, let them unwind.
Keeping them stored is not what I wish.
Much rather be wrapped in happiness.

Life is what we make of it.
Not everyone aspires for control.
Sometimes you can simply let go.
Ride the rails and see where it takes you.

Remember the good and let go of the rest.
What you want is memories that are the best.
Laughing, smiling, having fun.
Not depressed and cussing everyone.
Happens to us all at some time.
Its why those periods, let them unwind.
Keeping them stored is not what I wish.
Much rather be wrapped in happiness.

Cash makes everything easier.
Accept when it doesn’t
Don’t become a silver bullet believer.
Make what you can but don’t be obsessed with it.

Remember the good and let go of the rest.
What you want is memories that are the best.
Laughing, smiling, having fun.
Not depressed and cussing everyone.
Happens to us all at some time.
Its why those periods, let them unwind.
Keeping them stored is not what I wish.
Much rather be wrapped in happiness.

Stare into eyes which do not blink.
They follow as you move, linger when you pause.
Never be hunted to the brink.
What is underneath might not be your cause.

Possessed from the upper tier.
Break these bonds and escape this cage.
Get as far as you can my dear.
For only barbarity prevails with its rage.

Juxtaposition in a sea of slaughter.
Rap on the walls as the floors swallow.
Sacrifice your only daughter.
Then no more negativity will follow.

Brought forth from realms of night.
Wage your wars in this dying light.
Where they will…

Hunt you down like a lame dog.
Turn your life into one big slog.
Run you through with a razor’s edge.
Trick you into accepting a lopsided pledge.

Desk job from 9 to 5.
Just trying to survive.
Days turn to hours as they drag.
Over this I cannot brag.
With drama here that will not go.
I am so sick of it know.

Mid-morning comes like a snail.
Meeting after meeting is a fail.
Nothing done truth be told.
Forever pulled into the fold.
Can people not stand alone.
Why I wish to work from home.

Lunch time and still no progress.
Frustrating, I must confess.
Here to do a job that’s mine.
Not be pulled from side to side.
Acting as an envoy for peace.
Might just call the riot police.

Days end has finally come.
This one again has not been fun.
Zero work of mine is complete.
Currently its a daily defeat.
Hope tomorrow is not the same.
Sadly I think it will remain.