Maleficent Condescension: God Down... I

She's become Hope's stranger,

     Turning too many tears away, Reclaimed a reclusive role in prayers that've grown to selfishly cold amidst amoral grey's twilight society realm on seemingly eternal vulture display, Sheltered by Her discontinued omnipresent drug, Zoning our inhumane displaced hopelessly depraved universe out, No fatefully longer numb burdened by the ember dying coals of our shameless beautifully self cursed adage discontinued place(s) in eternity...

In lieu of our participation in,
Growing distant on purpose.