the wind in the shadows
under the light of our own day
nothing interests us beyond
our own personal agony
past the point of no return
we wrote our final poem
it’s hard to say goodbye
but we all live to die
blood relative to
the inscrutable knife
written in ink
thicker than life
convulsive beauty, delicate tissue
pain kept me conscious, now it wants me back
in the shadow of Abraham’s curse
under cross, stars and crescent
I am heavens runaway
I am heavens runaway
convulsive beauty, delicate tissue
pain kept me conscious, now it wants me back
speak in love analyze the lens of
necessary truth long enough
you find It’s just as subjective
sometimes it’s best to just remain silent
only we can save ourselves from each other
few alive know how very precious a quick death is
at the end our mortality permanently confirmed
they tell you nothing of the pain you can expect at the end
as you suffer the yoke of belief
the structure of religion
mirrors the current economic tactic
for coercion by the ruling class
thereupon I cannot doubt except,
to doubt and to live consuming
information and despair
we can’t save ourselves from a nation expired
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