Sunday, June 22, 2014

Malefic Condescension: Tearing Down Heaven II

Karma's ten,

     Endlessly regaining momentum thousand star collection of nameless miracle forsaken lives, Exit into solitude, The steep breathless mountain, Sight of a waylaid heaven transcribed in earthly - not even half mythically acquitted divine - silence of a Darling... Mother of All Gods' says everything!

     Oh Sleeper, Queen of our ill carpe inherited diem nurture, why does cancer run amok? Holding ransom broken faith cross captive so many world sandcastle in ruins wide lives...? Do we not hold enough revival of belief to purchase the descending... Of Your touch, Why would You ever lower the Red Derelict of Righteousness Hand to abolish the conscious slavery to the misery of failed prayers and the curse of disappointments best f(r)iend; Shame Unfortunately Darling, Your silence says everything!

     The lives of the sickness impoverished are architects of worthlessness in the eternal eyes of a golden street God who can opt out of the current moment, Remote infinity televised control to wither the current day in a timeless vale of change... One viewing at a drowning time, Not even She can bulimic defiled stomach the loss of starving amputated nourishment lives who daily hold up their end of life's bargain, Waking in search of a deluge cause and trust shelter of effective strength to regain composure against the nothing! That is the silence You seem to be more than happy breathing... As they lay dying! 

     As a karma's re-genesis death adoring toll Mother watching Her new born baby drown in the sea... Wake up, Oh harbinger Queen haemorrhaging no suspension remarkable wish to affect time! Paradise in a blank miracle slate moment stopping the second hour sand infused glass phoenix destination fire hand of unguided fate over so many helpless white nameless hell abandoned lives...!?

      How could so many abandon all miracles in August ships be rehearsed so well in December, Shouldn't a plague of regret shatter your pathetic burnt scholarly recited offering scripture aspirations of a polished tastelessly narrow malefic condescension book of rich lessons inheritance learned, Watched countless lives reissued by Buddha whilst you prey upon the dying attitudes of bees, As if the appalling grace lectured pariah of children - for whom you claim to be responsible - meant no balance to You at all... Save for the reuse of an ever since genesis holocaust cast reincarnation system.

     Keeping the souls of forever's poverty in bankrupt cheque match eternally lost debt momentum line with the ghost issued curfew of their disposable shells, Generations of the same phantoms wondering in silence's eternal bargain with debt.

In earnest anticipation of,
Watching children starve to death from heaven...

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