Break Point, A Vantage Point

Quaint measures,

     Anciently fashioned on peripherals that slays youth with slander of a stigma, prejudice's socially accepted bully our children into isolation campaign no single universe can dismiss the interwoven nebula lake of emotion terror crystals we force kids to travel the body of lies until their upheaval.

     Prolonged self amputation event, kaleidoscope prosthetic phantom ghastly numbing pain confines the future behind the monster invisible Minotaur trapping the young protagonist in a closet, mirror advocates the dismissal of derelict life signing ghosts beckoning the soul to end up an arbiter, detached via curiosity of the next realm, how many children must seek the self lobotomy before inhumanity raises a pass the fist finger from the idle table of comfortable history on 'we allow the inevitable' repeat to exist, perpetuated by the blind message we transmit from birth to when decrepit and old in death.

     Darkest circumstances inhumanity allows to roam free over young citizens of empire only sentient universe's sandcastle earth is crumbling on the distant 'now we're watching home soil' shores decompose, as if we've been expecting the casualty of hope to wane at long last.

     This is the shadow of a loving home built on acceptance's epiphany disbanded from the synapse cloudy mind of a mother who describes her dubious lovers as something more than a one night sexually transmitted payment cheque mate the queen in hand her face bruise lifted a fist last night's overly aggressive stairwell fall description unto her daughter as scarlet tears of remorse fill the monster in her child's closet, deluded by a vapid reign of mothers who witness fathers, often in reverse appearance on the wrong side of abuse's ha(e)ven never extinguished by prayer or miracle.

In earnest anticipation of,