Radiation Will Be The Judge To Which You Will Testify

a word to the kind-less

A word to the kind-less,
a brand and branch of humanity that never made the cut
a stauch reminiscent of glory and greed
with the dividends piling, a frightened look falls upon your sullen face
mulling poverty
considering the veracity of such empty claims
you flounder and clamour
a brittle fingernail broken off into the ladder of excess
Not enough capital to feed your mind, body, or soul
an ocean of warm chicken soup couldnt improve your plight
the bitter pill bitten in bitter winter’s frosty kiss
a frothy, aurura borealis briss
and the ladder you climb leads to anything but bliss

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