Devolution of collective conscious

Reptilian minds of autonomy

We were evolving; now where are we?

Backwards as we forget to think

Fuelled by negativity, making us sink

Lower vibrations in the lesser minds

Drama in society is all it finds

Rather express hate than that of compassion

Hoarding wealth is today’s trendy fashion

Cynical outlooks in those once wise

Hunger in those needys eyes

Ignored by those who can cause change

Love has now become something strange

New dark days we live in present

Truth be told we’re all a peasant

Slaves to a system that destroys our thought

Human consciousness now begins to rot

Don’t follow greed

From the words of the wise:

Everyone dies

It’s a waste to follow greed.

It’s an empty shell

A road to your personal hell

Based on all of your deeds

Don’t follow the gold

Or it’s your soul that gets sold

At the end of that road is dead ends

It takes strength to diverge

But you will emerge

With your soul making amends

Verbal diarrhoea

Sometime when I speak

It feels more like a tweak

Words fly out with no consent

The end result is my own torment

My hands go up just like the anxiety

It doesn’t go over well in society

I get embarrassed at the words that escape

Makes me want to cover my mouth with tape

Thankfully there’s a few that understand

What came out wasn’t my plan

They forgive what I just spilled out

They’ll tell me it’s alright instead of pout

But when it’s with someone new to you

You’re left wondering what to do.

Will they be caring or will they walk away

Hopefully they give you the time of day

In the end it’s not my fault

I can’t control the mental summersault

The ones that choose to stick around

Are the ones I’m lucky to have found

Thank you to those that don’t flee

You like what’s in my soul; the real me.

The road ahead

Every move that I make

There’s something at stake

Wether to me it’s revealed or not

The path isn’t clear

No direction to steer

But there’s valuable lessons to be taught

I’ll take this long journey

Even if it leaves me in a gurney

Because giving up is for the weak

Let the voyage commence

Wether weak or intense

Because it’s wisdoms is what I seek

No bump on the road

Will knock over my load

Resilience is what I have created

I don’t need a sign

For the knowledge I find

Because this journey is definitely fated

Politicians

How much corruption is enough corruption?

When do we decide to kick out the politician?

Why are we so afraid to take back control

We have no power when we march to the poll

They lie and steal and claim it’s alright

They do sketchy dealing that are out of sight

Pocketing what we worked so hard to make

Act like they’re entitled to half the stake

Most of them are lazy as can be

Except for their actions on live tv

Cameras turn off and they loosen their tie

They wave and smile while ignoring the cry

Actors and actresses pretending to care

While the masses watch tv with a blank stare

I wish people would see through the fake

Political powers should be ours to take.

Misinformation era

An age where information is at ease

Leaves a society with mental disease

Online selfie pics become the latest fads

While Porn stars are being followed by their dads

Critical knowledge passed as fake

Humanity’s evolution is at stake

When we jump back about 100 years

Due to some flat earthers science smears

Ignorance in the form of a podcast station

Spreading around massive misinformation

Politicians get away with complete lies

As we spray chemicals through our skies

Everyone just follows the large cash flow

While the scientists see our progress utterly slow

When the idiots have the biggest voice

The intellectual groups have no choice

They have to follow suit or get silenced

Only the profitable science gets financed

Research papers disappear over night

No matter how hard that community will fight

Corruption has spread far and wide

Ignorance is this new age pride

There’s is no winning for the intellect

When Instagram models gain all the respect

This world is backwards and quite a mess

I don’t see any hope; i must confess.

Earth is a wreck (hiku)

Earth hit the guard rail

It blew up in a fiery wreck

No hope for man now

Survival of the fittest, or brains that are the simplist?

It’s smells like shit outside

Mr. Nine to five ordered pesticide

A few ants made him loose his cool

Furthermore he found a mouse in his pool

The wife screamed bloody murder and fainted

The company showed up and turned the land tainted

Now everything’s dead and I can’t even take a breath

Inhale the stale air and you instantly feel like death

We might be immune to the instant effect

And if you get diseased, the chemicals are never the suspect

It’s worth it if the ants and mice are eradicated

As long as they’re not in the life we fabricated

Consequences for the next generation

Just creating that dooms day preparation.

Don’t breath, don’t think, kill it all

Big egos, yet minds so small.

The world as I see it

I can’t deal with these people who are so focused on their own desire.

It’s like a bunch of dragons flying around; turning a good life into fire.

They horde their gold, which they stole from the peasants

Consuming everything that you’ve created; like it’s a group of pheasants.

Don’t you dare demand respect; cuz you’ll be searching in a void.

They’ll break your heart, squash your soul – all you’re feelings were just toy’d.

You can say I’m full of hate; but I’m actually full of reason.

I see what these people do; they have moralS to betray – it’s treason.

Golden rules were smelted down and recast into the coins they spent

If you want to try and have a meaningful relationship, they charge you rent.

Claiming nothing’s free in this life, as they laugh to their emotional bank

But the emotional debt they’ve created is why this ship sank

No bailing out a life of pain when no one gives a real shit about why

They’d rather pull out their phone and record the broken person as they cry

Popularity contest on their fake online personality

Creating a world full of emotional fatality

Am I the only one who sees how messed up this world has become?

We had a chance for an everlasting meal; but were fighting over the small crumb

It suffocates my soul; like I’m swimming in a hurricane

The days I fight to keep my head above water; i end up insane

No fix in sight, no cure for our heart

Hopefully something changes before depart

Insomnia

Insomnia it’s great to see you again

Just remember that you’re not my friend

I know you have your talon’s grasp

On my brain; you’re the venomous asp

I want to sleep but I cannot slumber

In my head the noise is like thunder

It’s a form of torture to stay awake

But for so many sleep is a piece of cake

Please release me from your unfaltering hold

The feelings you leave with me are so damn cold

The warmth of rest I desire so intense

Let this sleep suddenly commence.