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Soldiers marching off to war.More existences filled with gore.Everywhere you look there’s a reminder.This world is never growing kinder.As bodies fill up the mortuaries.Fathers, sons, mothers and daughters.No thought for those being slaughtered.Upon this altar of greedy self-destruction.Progress swapped for stagnation. Madness has long since be welcomed in the door.Full swing embrace of adoring everyContinue reading “Stained By Decay”

Trading souls for more likes.While foregoing all our rights.Dopamine hit that fades too quick.Getting desperate for a hit.Junkie with a worse addiction.Society trapped by this affliction.Of feeding off hate and pain.Enough to drive us all insane.From this popularity contest on a mass scale.Conform or you will be condemned to fail. Feasting on bile to getContinue reading “Lost In The Lines”

Here today and gone tomorrow.Languish in this place so hollow.As I lay a kiss upon this searing star.Falling short rather than going far.Without a source to fill my cup.Down again in a flooded rut.Gasping when I dare to breathe.Could do with being granted some reprieve.From this pattern that saps my soul.Detaching me from all formsContinue reading “What Is A Cure?”

Serve upon a silver platter every ounce of me.Far from perfect as I try to survive each day.But talons always lance through my flesh.Agonising over what might be next.My mind descends into a jumble.Overthink and so I fumble.Land myself in a sealed box, drowning.Instead of speaking I am mouthing.Sick of this ripping… Heart from myContinue reading “Heart From My Chest”

First world nation that never was.Pinned itself with the moniker just because.All the hardware without any tenacity.New nation repeating old world stupidity.With no victories of it’s very own.Trying to rewrite history to maintain it’s self-appointed throne.Yet progress is like a snail with salt in its wounds. Third world catastrophe blooms again.Not convinced this childish behaviourContinue reading “Salted Wounds”

What will all your profit buy you?Especially when everything else goes down the drain.Sitting and counting your cash as it dwindles.Not a period you can frequent again.For time moves in one direction and all your bridges are burned.So tell me, can you hear the sirens screeching?Because before too long your life will be… Torn toContinue reading “Prophet of Profit”

You think everything has a beginning, middle and end.But some things are just not that cut and dry.For what might start may simply fade.While an ending might come without a set stage.Cause life is a muddle through and through.All you can do is the best with what it gives to you.That’s not to say thatContinue reading “Jilted”

Hewn from tortured stone.From this vantage point alone.Staring out across wretched tundra.In the distance screams deafening thunder.As rivers dry to feed the fields.Men and women die upon rusted shields.While birds flee to pastures new. In these mad times.Where peace has well and truly died.Prosperity is but a memory. Fractured by dark descent.Hopeful future is nowContinue reading “Mad Times”

Are we in a race to the bottom?Making best efforts to turn potential rotten.Choking on fumes we pumped into our air.Doubling down to multiply proof that we don’t care.While corporate gods decide our trajectory.Drowning in suits obvious greed and stupidity. Towers of pollution burn our lungs.Individuals forego making decisions.Bowing down to false prophets with aContinue reading “To The Bottom”

Between the buried is where I reside.While you obsess over a new deicide.In a world absent of divinity.Fixation replaces what was once known as integrity.Swapped one code for another.Selecting what turned us against each other.Friends now stand as enemies.Can’t see the woods for the trees. Haunted by old citations that refuse to fade.For this timeContinue reading “Game Of Death”