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A Plea for Benevolence

Getting lashed by sudden consequence can be such a bitch,
The foretold NEVER eclipses the unseen, the unheard,
as this rock spins a trillion light years per minute,
it removes the civility from the one “advanced” species,
 Supposed, higher intelligence, critical thinking, comprehension
Where is all this?
Pretel where the intelligence is, in self-preservation? To live, to propagate, to dominate?
Self-preservation would hold water, if only it wasn’t filled with holes,
swiss cheesed and useless for all intents and purposes
There are no selfless acts,
There are murderous acts,
bloodshed and sweat,
tears coaxed from beyond the veil,
dripping forth and then back
Where is the self preservation in genocide?
Where is the self preservation in thermonuclear machetes?
These breed of humans seem to want to preserve one thing: The right to self-destruction
Keeping that right for themselves, blind with greed,
salivating over judicial despondence
yearning and contorting for the chance to press the big, red button
There in no honor, in believing you are an advanced species,
only to look at brothers wearing your same skin of carbon,
slash it with a blade,
and snuff out your reflection
That is what we have become
We have submitted to ultra-blood lust,
willing to forego your grandchilds grandchildren into the empty void,
willing to burn off your baby’s face
Willing to drink acid, methyl-alkenes,
and end your own miserable existence
There is no honor in death,
There is no honor in killing,
Nothing is gained, by compelling kin to stop breathing
A million calls from arms couldn’t stop it either
The war machine has prevailed,
obscene is victory, purity has failed,
and the maturity of our species is forever dereailed
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Conjuration lackadasia

Don’t you dare become portentious,
pliable and poor,
your visions are unreliable,
weak against the walls of conscription, walking along
halls of contrition, whittled away, your excesses drowning your capalaries,
while your white brothers divide into dusted particles,
pitiful remnants of the proud people they once were, wishing you
would become like the dinosaurs,
not extinct, in the actual sense,
but just misplaced from atop the pile
you still can’t see straight, and your mouth is like
your body, weak and wiry,
unable to withstand the forces, bastions of soldiers,
battallions of stallions that buck mortars at you,
the right to bomb to the stone age, still accepted as truth,
when it is all lies,
just like stating that you deserve to be above another,
you truly don’t

Deaf to Natural Frequencies

How much squalor will it take
Hours burning like paper, no
escape mode prevails- reminiscing over meaningless details,
selling your soul for the garbage of retail
[HINT](In two months, those shoes you bought cost 50% less)
 Ouch, singing the praises of resale, it hurts
like feeble morals in church,
 
Viewing hexagonal visions, don’t flex toward me, when you know
in the trenches you collapse like plastic benches,
horror tension, back burns,
the slack you allowed in iraq spurns,
tacit herds, while the words still burn your mouth,
cant speak,
 
death makes all nauseous,
frost on skin, can’t wipe away your failures,
submissions to darker sides
a mission don’t harp on it,
 
 find a tarp to sleep under, because thunder follows rain,
no way to abstain, pause…….your blunders are hollow pain