Eremition

Surrounded by noise until it becomes too loud.This busy hustle bustle grinds me down.Its too much action for me all the time.To be honest I can’t unwind. I need to find peace.Eremition.Its what gives me release.Contemplation.Centering myself brings me everything. Bangs on my right and voices on my left.Let there be nothing to give meContinue reading “Eremition”

More From A Droid

I see the pettiness in those eyes.Where you continue to fantasise.Take what you want.Don’t get what you earn.Crime or not is never a concern.With a head full of hate and mouth full of bile.You are a vindictive mass creating a cult of denial. Seethe whenever you don’t get your way.Plan B is resort to extortionContinue reading “More From A Droid”

Massipulation

System of corruption teeters on the brink.Every new attempt only heightens its stink.Brings exploitation to the fore.Forever these elites only crave for more.Clawing at what decency does remain.Determined to send us all insane.Convert freewill into conformity.Whether through propaganda or travesty.Tightening their grips upon our throats.No wonder we are all beginning to choke.See our periphery fadeContinue reading “Massipulation”

Short Drop Sudden Stop

Why is the outcome always war?Every day misery takes more. Robbing father and son, mother and sibling.Leaving scars that won’t heal.Turning life into an ordeal.Allowing hate to breed unchecked.Look another life is wrecked. Political extremism is at the fore.Every time we blink all we see is gore. Denying life for paper printed and named aContinue reading “Short Drop Sudden Stop”

Other Avenue (Blight 2)

These tales walked you down another path.Here is beauty and it feels no wrath.Nurtured like it does deserve.Smiling hearing these songbirds.Chirp back and forth then yet again.Serenity is never fleeting. You took this path rather than conquering. Sun rises strong and you keep it shining.Clouds have gone away leaving light but not blinding.Comfortable heat keepsContinue reading “Other Avenue (Blight 2)”

Angels Of The Root

Angels of the root.Lives beneath a boot.With fettered fall and a sinking gut.Peace will drown in a glut.For sense was sold to the lowest cur.And so upon these waves we will be… Torn asunder and cast aside.Unto his bidding we divide.Damaged by our always beauty.Sacrificed and lacking duty. Severed sections of a time undone.After forgottenContinue reading “Angels Of The Root”