Death Numbed Freedom
PoetryDiscuss Death Numbed Freedom in the The Pen forums; Deep in the valley of bones,
While CHOKING
On a shotgun,
I saw our kings
Hunt and murder our SAVIORS.
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As the swollen sky bursts.
It brings the
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Deep in the valley of bones, While CHOKING On a shotgun, I saw our kings Hunt and murder our SAVIORS. fficeffice" /> As the swollen sky bursts. It brings the Cruel illusion Of redemption. While the kings MURDER all HOPE. CHOKING on the eggs of our Damned YOUNG, I swallowed My pride. Willing to WORSHIP the STATIC. The mind numbing LIGHT CONSUMED my SPIRIRTUALITY. I follow A mindless part of the mass. While I gleefully sing of suicide REALIZATION Hits me. We are Accepting our mass DEATH. Still NUMBED I stand above The masses. To speak of FREEDOM Like we’ve never been taught.
Forever Omnipotent fficeffice" /> Have you seen it? The vacant stare Of the masses Stumbling in circles Enshrouded In ignorance Why can’t they Open their eyes To the truth We are slaves To power Greed and ourselves Many think humans Are superior We are but a Speck of sand In an infinite universe Spiritually blind We must learn To accept We are a part of Everything around us As it is a part of us We are no more or less than anything Most are restrained By their wants Forgetting that We need nothing For fulfillment But too accept we are fulfilled Everything is so complicated Because we make it that way The only way we will ever be free Is to stop manipulating reality Learn to accept it as it is Then you will see your true self Through the eyes of the Tao Immortal and forever omnipotent
In these dirty cities we are dying.
It seems we like fueling the fire
That is even now, burning us to ash.
This society fed us anesthesia
We were all too numb when the flames commenced
Now it seems that no one cares.
As the death machines open
Most are already lined up, anxious to die.
The smell of fresh and putrid decay
Arrives as a reeking carrion wind.
As we sing hymns of damnation
The overzealous Consume our carcasses.
The “righteous” gnashing teeth
Create a death clatter heard all around.
There is no one left to mourn us
There is only fire where there used to be love.
As I patiently wait for my death
I can hear words of benediction
Calling through this utter madness
Reminding me of our forgotten freedom
Of times when we lived without “god’s” burden.
I see the eyes of the followers in line
All condemning me for my nonconformity
Living up to the role they’ve been assigned.
The police come and quickly herd me away.
Men with big guns and no patience
Nail me to a splintery cross
Leave me erect in the hot desert sun.
After three torturous days
My spirit finally leaves my physical body.
I then search the universe for your god.
I find him hidden in a cloak of pure dis-ease.
Near the ancient poison brook
I shared company the reptilian master
He spoke in a calm and lyrical banter.
Like that of a used car salesman.
Persuading me to drink of my death.
“It won’t kill you quickly.” he said
“Before you die you will achieve enlightenment.”
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Her soft eyes were made of bright sapphire and moonlight
Slowly she approached me Licking her lips all the while
A beautiful seductress,
Paint the sky red, whore, thus the whole Earth becomes your bordello
This world is not my home, nor is my body These things will fade Home is a moment you never leave It is existence
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