poems

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.


Diagnosis

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.

Wrong.

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.


World on fire

The world burns,

The smoke churns

And I cannot breathe.

A daily choke

Our governments a joke

What did the voters see?

I suffocate

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.


Work philosophy

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.


Rise

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


a hiaku for bc old growth.

The old growth ancient forests 

Are shaded by doom of man 

Bright green fades to black 


title|eltit

I cant breathe,
Strangling.
Where is my meaning?
Am I a disease?
Is life just a tease?

I see the people pass;
They’re zombies.
Brain dead gathered in mass;
Empty bodies;
Its the consumer class.

I’m supposed to be one of them?
That’s sleaze.
Am I condemned?
I cant appease;
I will not pretend.

No room to breathe,
I’ll suffocate;
And I’ll accept my fate.
Ill be that disease;
If it means my life will be free.


A title that includes the word ‘ceasar’ or something.

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.

Im out of titles….

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


Plague

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.


Shadow king

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.


Last breath

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.


Destroy to rebuild

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.


They call it spelling for a reason.

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.


day break in the wilds

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.