March Of The Exhumed

March across land and sea.We are the exhumed,And we are free. Sick of dynasties built on treason.Now we are in an open hunting season.Searching out those who vilify peace.Making them understand they will face no relief.For all their travesties will be paid in kind.Cross this world and you will die on the line! March untilContinue reading “March Of The Exhumed”

Symptom & Disease

Line em up and let em go.Knock us around.For nothing is owed. State of being divided in our tomb.Wind around these corridors.Restart to renew.What came before may not come round again.Spitting out disbelief.Words unspoken. This is the omen yet to break. Old version in a new state.Confounding me.Battered I continue to crawl on broken knees.StrugglingContinue reading “Symptom & Disease”

Service Betrayed

Returning home from a distant shore.Everything once owned is no more.Feeling broken, depressed and seething.Sleeping rough all while grieving. Only possessions are about my person.These discharge papers mean nothing.Starving I beg for scraps on a corner.No one realises I fought for their future. Flashes of violence keep me awake.PTSD is what they call this state.ButContinue reading “Service Betrayed”

Nu Gen

Take the parts and melt them down.Old generations only wear a frown.Looking down on what is to come next.Judgement rendered before they can walk.Branding ready and waiting to be impressed.Changing views has been convicted. Nu gen.Replacement for everything.Singled out from the crowd.No more comment or content. That which has been doesn’t have to come again.FreshContinue reading “Nu Gen”

At Your Back

Scrape across the window pane.Haunting sounds come to strike again.Feeling terror rise from somewhere too close by.Tendrils appearing to dance on the surface of your mind. Gripped by a death stare.Can’t escape what is not there.Paralysed while lying still.Down to the depths you will take this. Knock upon this fragile shell.Desecration rings like a tollingContinue reading “At Your Back”