Global Disintegration Desolation
chadwick
Posts: 21,157
Destructive obsession hovers over pushing buttons down & bound
Existing on puppet strings global blood bath
Dangling holocaustic tingles rip wannabe grim nuclear borehole canyons
Broken in two is time & sky
This cross loaded on all our backs out weighs heaven & hell
Power tripping false faith has no fate but emptiness
Millions crawl with inside-out stomachs
Rusted ribcages are strummed as if guitars of demonic bony finger picking
Electrified wholesaling atomic bubbling flesh sold as ash cocaine brings no addicts but needles
Radioactive liquid plaques drench future millennia
Despair has a sound so loud when babies melt alongside iron rubble
Changing tides with horizon’s upward becoming downward, downwards is upwards
All humanity has been caged in a modern day torture chamber
Unbalanced authoritarian scales measure gold currency, diamond hand shakes, and oiled gears of rolling polluted ignorance
Unmarked recoiling city graves shake concussion wastelands
Ghost towns belong to millions of empty dusting skeletons
Eternal vaporized eyes will now rest forevermore unburied, uncared for, and never silent
War has been raged
Existing on puppet strings global blood bath
Dangling holocaustic tingles rip wannabe grim nuclear borehole canyons
Broken in two is time & sky
This cross loaded on all our backs out weighs heaven & hell
Power tripping false faith has no fate but emptiness
Millions crawl with inside-out stomachs
Rusted ribcages are strummed as if guitars of demonic bony finger picking
Electrified wholesaling atomic bubbling flesh sold as ash cocaine brings no addicts but needles
Radioactive liquid plaques drench future millennia
Despair has a sound so loud when babies melt alongside iron rubble
Changing tides with horizon’s upward becoming downward, downwards is upwards
All humanity has been caged in a modern day torture chamber
Unbalanced authoritarian scales measure gold currency, diamond hand shakes, and oiled gears of rolling polluted ignorance
Unmarked recoiling city graves shake concussion wastelands
Ghost towns belong to millions of empty dusting skeletons
Eternal vaporized eyes will now rest forevermore unburied, uncared for, and never silent
War has been raged
for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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