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
From the words of the wise:
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
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.
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
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.
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 hit the guard rail
It blew up in a fiery wreck
No hope for man now
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.
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 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.
Woke up this morning questioning my brain
Every morning it’s the same;
Why am I lazy: where is my drive?
Why does my fight end up in a nose dive?
Those that question me, may actually be right
I’m just the biggest piece of crap in their sight.
Today I learned to be strong
Found the answer was autism
It’s not fault I get the criticism
My whole life becomes a lie
The failures were not from a lack of try
An ailment of the forsaken brain
Undiagnosed the successful life’s stain
They say awareness is the start to healing
Now we remove that confusing feeling
Understanding what’s actually going on
Time to see what’s on the new days dawn.
The world burns,
The smoke churns
And I cannot breathe.
A daily choke
Our governments a joke
What did the voters see?
Like I’m an incarcerate
But no one has a key
How do we escape
What looks to be our fate
Hope is vanishing for you and me.
Here i sit
Trying to take a shit
Contemplating out loud about life
Phone suddenly vibrates
Boss texting me to hydrate
“What is he, my at work wife?”
I hear a chuckle
And then the sound of a buckle
As the stall beside me comes to life
I wasn’t alone
It’s a public shared throne
Levels of embarrassment were rife.
How come we can’t get any help?
Is the only goal is to make us whelp?
Do they think we obey when we are broken?
If you’re law abiding; that’s you’re golden token?
They think we can’t find our legs when we’ve crumbled?
Well you only find your strength once you’ve tumbled.
You can’t stop a cultural train with your authorities flesh
If you try to; you’ll only feel wrath of the people’s thresh
The old growth ancient forests
Are shaded by doom of man
Bright green fades to black
I cant breathe,
Where is my meaning?
Am I a disease?
Is life just a tease?
I see the people pass;
Brain dead gathered in mass;
Its the consumer class.
I’m supposed to be one of them?
Am I condemned?
I cant appease;
I will not pretend.
No room to breathe,
And I’ll accept my fate.
Ill be that disease;
If it means my life will be free.
Watch me engulf myself in flame... Who's to blame? Not you, not me, not anyone. But the fire will keep me warm; Since the warmth in you has gone.... Its alright, the pain I can bare; It hurts less than your empty stare. Watch myself fail and decompose. That's okay, with you I become comatose. Numb, blind and deaf... That's all I had left. From nothing, comes something; And I'll be damned if I let you be my everything. Watch me sprout and grow; Planted in ashes in which you sow. Watered and fed with spite, Grown in the moonlight; The shadow I cast will forever last; Roots strengthened from my nightmarish past. The world tree with roots down deep, I'm in your dreams while you sleep. You'll question your actions, As you become a simple distraction. Now healed beyond the char; Ill become you Ceasar.
Its about to converge
The disproportionate universe
We don’t belong
Past dates are all mistakes
And the inevitable is prolonged
Where did we go so wrong
Shifted to a timeline all corrupt
Where the peoples tempers fully erupt
Hatred and sorrow
We laugh at the problems of tomorrow
Wash away your gangrene
Hide all our obscene
Band-aid fix the world’s plague
Blinded to the fact weve all been tagged
Life goes on they all proclaim
Until even they have all been slain
Ignorance is bliss the wise man said
Now even he has fallen dead
Was it the disease or was it the ego
Everyone thinks they are the storys hero
But theyre really scum in the eyes of life
Youre not a hero when you slash with a knife
Even if youre unaware of the direction you swing
Something still feels a sting
The moons shackled; then turns fractal
The Oceans divide, There’s a great fire above us in the sky; The Ancestors sigh.
The mountain screams, Then it explodes at the seams; The deadly steams!
Renewing rain turns to acid; leaves turn brown then go flaccid.
Fat belly’s start to whine, their hunger feeds the crime; atrocity is the new prime.
The ground shutters and shakes, it’s like a chuckle mocking our fate.
They’ll never know the depth of my sorrow
They only care about what they can borrow
They pretend to care in my times of need,
But it’s not for sympathy; it’s only for greed.
Act out; and Ill get labeled a fiend,
Never quite the status of a human being.
In the shades, I’ll never be seen;
The life of a shadow king.
Whispers of a figure who was meant to be;
Theyre pretending to foresee one’s destiny.
False wisdom backs their judgements’ cast
Unaware they’re staring into the eyes of a wrath.
The breaking point to become a fiend
Gets blamed on being a human being
Forgotten in the shades, never seen;
The wrath of a shadow king.
Wake up feeling like death
Praying for my last breath
This life has been cursed
I never understood when they said health come first
You only learn the lesson when you fall
Except the sick don’t reach odins hall
I need to fight the ill
But all the help comes in the form of a pill
You seek help but get a bandaid solution
Everything on our life is full of pollution
My mind, body and soul – it’s toxic
Our world is becoming hypoxic
We all need saved but there’s no saviour
On this world we are not the favoured
Maybe this is part of being wiped out
Just like a farmers field trying to survive in a drought.
No chance, no faith
Haunted by our wraith
Give up or fight
We won’t survive the night.
A warrior lives within my soul
A shining light in a world dark as coal
Empower me and give me strength
Lend me the courage to destroy their rank
A symphony of death and sorrow
To pay for the time I’ve had to borrow
Give me strength to succeed my task
Give me wisdom to avoid the poisoned flask
Stay true to the ancestry vision
Allow me to complete my mission
The one arisen from the cold depths
I’ll return once I’ve finished the steps
A ruin world by my hand
To rebuild is the chosen’s plan
We all deserve to fall
As is the life which consumes us all.
A arrangement of letters to make a sound
Those vocal notes aren’t at all profound
Your brain receives it and knows the intent
Somehow those notes carry content
A few scribbled marks can make us receive,
An idea or feeling which our brains conceived
The power of feelings from a scribed mark
Ability to share ideas on a piece of birch bark.
The ability to hold meaning, feeling and information is magic
The amount we can express is metaphorically pelagic.
They can create heaven, and they can create hell.
It all depends on what exactly you spell.
Awake before the morning light,
Your eyes play game in the early twilight.
You hear the birds awake and call,
Away from the deafening urban sprawl.
There’s a loon on the lake who cries out loud,
The signal to the sun to remove the shroud.
The sky turns blue, or at least you think
It seems like the nighttime is starting to sink
The bush get louder and the energy rises
A great new day this symbolizes.