Standing on a platform.
Waiting for the five eighteen.
View of nothing exceptional.
People thin on the ground again.
Lonely and disconnected.
Is this to be expected?
Watching as time ticks away.
Too dark for even day.
Winter months biting hard.
List of tasks growing large.
When a blast of air rushes by.
High speed train flashing.
As heavens open and rains pour.
Still there is no shelter from this storm.
Brave it as there isn’t an option.
Some drift off from lack of conviction.
Electing to get an uber and some relief.
Finally the train is pulling in.
Soaked to the bone but still standing.
Doors slide open but few file out.
Boarding is the termination of this bout.
Autocracy Rise
Ten rounds into an innocent.
Celebrations by the unrepentant.
Illegally block off roads.
Torn asunder the operating code.
State funded police against your people.
Giving carte blanche to be evil.
Spouting excuses and reasons why.
Democracy continues to die.
Execution while trying to flee.
Terrified but harming nobody.
In a car living their lawful way.
Harassed by Nazis in broad day.
Shots fired over some false accusations.
No soul is safe from harm.
Masked nobodies going off like a bomb.
A nation in a massive prison.
Only allegiance is to a would-be dictator.
If in doubt kill any spectator.
Peaceful demonstrations decried.
How long before an internal war is tried?
Fascists aiming at the peaceful.
Demented leader who is deceitful.
Word vomit into the ether.
Fall in line or you might disappear.
Freedom banished.
State surveillance brandished.
Keeping tabs on a national scale.
Cash-In
Forego future value for a quick sale today.
Cash-in to get notoriety.
Fire sale built to cripple everybody.
Buy into trends never meant to last.
Cheap tricks to have you join the downcast.
While speaking word salad to masses more.
Don’t you see?
You’re a mouthpiece of a failing regime.
Spewing bile on prime time tv.
Conscious decisions go down in three.
All so sick freaks can rule like pigs do in shit.
Listen to these cries.
Witness as bodies are used for political lies.
Money gone and now you’re doomed
Can’t you see that you’ve been groomed?
By sharks with depraved minds and filthy hands.
Nation unable to see.
Blinded for too long by a conman and his treachery.
Toothy grin smiling.
See madness in soulless eyes.
Predatory convictions.
Laying ground for only psychos to survive.
Forewent future value for a quick sale today.
Cashed-in to get notoriety.
Fire sale destroyed every innocent body.
Sharpened Rust
Bloodlust tendencies wrapped in a sugar coated shell.
Laying deceit at every turn so victory is assured.
Case in point is such a lie when all that exists are schemes.
Sever hope from reality to leave prosperity a dream.
Throw feints to disguise when a strike will come.
Siphon purity until the writing of a perfect ending.
Miasma fog.
Clouding integrity.
Sharpened rust.
Flogging self-righteously.
While beneath this surface something does grow.
Slash progress with a terrifying blow.
Torment fermented in harrowing days ahead.
In a spiral civilization continues to travel.
Watch as disaster increases frequency of this decline.
Speaking directly it is all far too late to avert.
Violence is beyond a shadow of a doubt innate.
Termination is the culmination of what awaits.
Angels Cry
Bow your heads for the dying.
So many taken too soon.
Pity it is seldom the lying.
They would be better branches to prune.
Upon the bones of heroes.
Tenderness begins to wither.
Health fades but no one knows.
Replaced by tyrants who always slither.
Foregone.
Everything is going wrong.
Angles cry ashen blood.
Kiss goodbye to all that was good.
Another innocent claimed.
Corruption poisoning all.
Light fades from discernible view.
Watch as these fragile bodies fall.
Crushed beneath another traitors screw.
Peace banished to a corner.
Sickened by this rampant mind.
No good continues to be born here.
Positivity swapped with oppressive grind.
Foregone.
Everything is going wrong.
Angles cry ashen blood.
Kiss goodbye to all that was good.
Mass grave of the butchered.
Wound To Scar
Blade in hand and death in heart.
What loitered at inception no longer has a part.
Siphon oils from rocks of noon.
Across days of old these victims continue to loom.
Crushed beneath tomes of crooked smiles.
Just a cause is not guiding you with dials.
Conjure secrets meant to damn.
Those who remain will only ever sell a sham.
Ionized against the winter sky.
Woken up only to say their final fading goodbye.
Turbulence wading deep in heart.
Little remains of you who once stood so much apart.
Bleached monuments crumble away.
Tomorrow is the last of what will be branded a day.
Suspicious forms linger in light.
Deicide is that which drinks in all things bright.
Fashioned from strings of silk.
Weave them until you thirst you spoiled milk.
Jumping from roofs to break free.
Husk is all that you will find left of me.
Radiate against these stars.
Leave your mark and cast adrift.
Poison monsters with your deeds.
Carve feats until generations grieve.
Bleeding masters of crowns they thirst for.
Speak your words.
Deceive until rays go dark.
Hark no voice left to sing.
Violation will not reign again.
Blade in hand and death in heart.
What loitered at inception no longer has a part.
Siphon oils from rocks of noon.
Across days of old these victims continue to loom.
On This Old Horizon
Looking for an outcome.
What does it take to find coins in the rain?
Am I still dreaming cause it feels like nothing will change.
Rapture on the front door while venom soaks the grass.
Linger in this atmosphere might result in a sea of glass.
Gathering in circles as if to pretend tides can speak.
Anecdotes and facsimiles are where pages do repeat.
What are these questions written in margins of books?
Spout another contradiction while dangling upon tenterhooks.
Treason for masses is fodder for the rich.
Deep in baritone notes lie eye rolling quips.
Kinds that cut intelligence off at their knees.
A sudden departure upon what have become always stormy seas.
Dark Legacy
You’d eat human flesh just to satiate your hunger.
Vile and depraved is your forever state.
Using bones to pick teeth filled with young sinew.
What lives within is only an abyss that somewhere doesn’t kill you.
A dark legacy forged in brutal times.
Surrender is only for the weakest of minds.
Gathering innocents as if they are cannon fodder.
Feed virginity straight to a slaughter.
While just beneath the surface hatred radiates.
No mask can conceal what true virile villainy refuses to wait.
A dark legacy homed by sadistic temper.
All it extolls is an abhorrent kind of fervor.
Pick these bones.
You won’t be left alone.
Stoke all fires.
Burn naivety beneath tall spires.
Force nervous hands.
Have them feel searing brands.
Take doom down to rivers of blood.
Sacrifice until there is no good.
For in desperate times there is no beauty.
What lives here is pure evils cruelty.
This dark legacy will continue to bite.
Putrid and rotten is twinned with spite.
Touch these faces twisted and distorted by pain.
For all dark legacies will repeat again!
Make Heavens Hear
Choose joy over madness.
Don’t give in to sadness.
Spark a fire in your heart.
Grin and do your part.
Ignore harsh warnings for they neuter your soul.
Grab your future with both hands abd never let me!
Some will try to cage you, because they broke themselves.
Others will try to enrage in the face of their own cowardice.
But you don’t have to follow, when you can forge straight ahead.
That’s why you should do what makes you happy.
And ignore all of the rest.
Chant!
Make the heavens hear you.
Never lose yourself.
Bind glory and follow it to.
Banish misery and its doldrums.
Spread your wings and soar.
Gather those you care for.
Ensure they feel your warmth.
For too many will judge where they have no right.
So embrace those who offer nothing but beacons of light!
Converting Imperial
Converting a republic to an imperial state.
All you care about is how much you can take, take, take.
Unravelling order to install centralised chaos.
Greed is your one true lust.
Leeching life of its energy.
Redact what the masses will abhor.
First distraction attempt to be launched on four.
Gerrymandering to strengthen your ego.
Failing to grasp we all know.
Your issuing thugs with mask, guns and badge.
Wannabe mob boss without the brains.
Forever teetering on the brink of insane.
Believing your past can never catch you up.
What a deluded sort of view.
Couldn’t be more obvious what you trying to do.
Misdirection is not your forte.
Not sure you understand half of what others say.
Why you lash out with infantile rants.
Impossible to offer heartfelt thanks.
People are only useful for how they benefit you.
Rewriting boundaries to tighten your hold.
Don’t you see you are already old?
Tyranny never reigns for very long.
You will not be one who proves that wrong.
Be ready for when comes your day.
Subterfuge is your Achilles heel.
One of the few things you can actually feel.
Setting sun on an empire of consumerism.
Hastened an end to this pointless modernised relic.
Don’t tell me you have not felt it.
Grasping at your desperate straws.
Determined to close off all other doors.
Scared how badly your world could unravel.
Become a dictator and you can prevent being turned into gravel.
The masses will not bend the knee.
You are a victim of your own lifelong insidious depravity.
Simon A Jackson - Writer 