Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Maleficent Condescension: Delicate Falling Seeds I

Our irrevocable,

      Radiant inhumane prejudicially inherited hand me ignorant bliss down hostilities, Hatred our depravity susceptible but never found shamefully guilty or breathlessly liable in the cancerous face of the vibrant lingering ochre skeletal greed wilderness seeds of hope toneless honesty, As a fallen malnourished gene empire of an acorn, dying beside the tower once called home... A Battle Society Field of blackened poppies!

In lieu of our participation in,
Forgetting what we've witnessed
To deflect conscience's compelling convictions