Inscribed in the heart of men
Mighty works of the fallen heads
Like a gigolo as the Catholic
Drops of beautiful cravings
Dancing on to glory
The firstborn of all frivolities.
Merrymaking in the palace of the
With resounding cymbals cremating
Let me ridicule this so called existence
That has been placed with overt importance
On every facet of the word LIFE.
This delirious beauty comes with a clock
And it's nitty-gritty in terms of lack.
Y'all say "I was...
When you give a ring,
There's silence at both ends.
Our text history,
Is as full as space.
Can we talk?
Like we used to,
Late into the dark nights,
Sitting calm in terror.
At a corner
Watching kids play.
Then I remembered how
Living and breathing is free,
With enough oxygen to breathe.
It came and acted in greed,
Robbed it of air and took out the breed.
Little anti-dotes and biotics to heal,
With a little overdose enough to kill.
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