Hive Mind: Out of The Last Chance II

Swollen is the crown,

     Burdened by the singularity's prominent importance we've long post greed internal referendum of choosing karma's cold now inherent side, A weapon residing within the novels upon our escapism's screen crafting our hearts standing in unison under the communion of capitalist saints burning all future bridges for riches, Standing as one murdered sun; blind, We've broken all of hope's sutures for monetary stitches unburdening the carnage once white bandages holding mile long foundations of  yesterday's clean suicide break, We denied the noose around our doubting necks in lieu of fear for what comes next... For the gravity of our vanishing greed is but a closed ignorant eye dream unbanished tides of tomorrow's hope away! As we all desire another chance... To break.

In earnest anticipation of,
Taking another day to change...

Hive Mind: Out of The Last Chance I

Bearing the plagued,

    Mark of the origin's empathy, Swollen blind compass beyond time, We all know she'll do nothing about this... Nothing about this; our ongoing depraved thorn in eternity's side piercing are the cursed tides of sadness we're shamelessly unable to describe, Willingly we've gone ignorantly blind, Beginning with the numb purpose of compassionate pulses within our written chest pages!

In lieu of our participation in,
Keeping greed around...
As if He had purpose

Hive Mind: Feeling Beyond the Blue I

Problematically forgetting,

      We're all once upon a miserable time delinquents of an ongoing inhumane adapting to misfortune's evolving cultural victimizing malignant theatrics on evil hopes of enslaving without shame anything or anyone for gain... How vapidly blind and depraved!

In lieu of our participation in,
Furthering the depravity!

Hive Mind: Fulfilling the Plot

Choking the beast,

     Before the gates wherein grazed fallen hollow angels upon the fear of what's grotesquely inside... Out with the demon's beautifully gentle final breath, For a silent thousand dark years she courageously paced the courts of unending violence, Woven by a spell the lady survived upon the well at the world's end as a miracle who kept hell at bay... Before inhumanity came at her with hate, All their rage at entering because they climaxed daily the sins of their fathers witnessed chemical infatuation with pleasure without shame or presence of ignorant grasping at blindness mind! How wicked are the children of yesterday's tomorrow.

     G-d damn the sea of their attempts to flea...!

In lieu of our participation in,
You play the narrator and guess...

Hive Mind: What bleeds I

Flipping roulette coins,

     Last in the razor shark bladed tooth abyss, Playing tragedy with tomorrow's next breath, Hoping beyond isolation that it won't be our last and only glimpse of the future.

In lieu of our participation in,
The unsinging of lamentations

Hive Mind: What Thinking...? I

Gentle alliterations of indignity,

      Held captivated by silence staring back from shame's ajar door into the void's obliterated hope dark, Where intolerant faith inherited opinions of rage flash contempt for understanding and compassion!

In lieu of our participation in,
A silent climax.

Maleficent Condescension: Drowning Children II

Reincarnated mother

Voices inaudibly screaming

Temples set upon aching shoulders

Mournfully heaving into empty hands

Where children drown in the ocean once lay

It seems Karma carries some burdens

Defiled by a slithering unfamiliarity
Love crying blind out to be denied abuse
No regenesis memory to initiate participation
The next time they're awakened from death
Into a malignant karma deteriorating life
Frantically skinning the hide of hope
Where a fledgling guilt lies
Staining greed's morality
With grace's theatrics
Wherein resides
rage
An anchor
Counter to our withering smoke
A despicable bellowing loudly spoken hate
Born of a shameless indignation of belief
Pride's ignorance is our willing stage
An ageless romance of traditions
Killing peace with an inheritance
Those most trusted past on
In solute to our silence
A poisonous crime
Most never realize...
Not all of us get a chance to be free
To be better than our father's before we
To murder the wicked cultures 
Of our malignant family trees
Before the culture sets in
Setting aside heaven

Until rage from shame is born again
From the monstrously ill news
Of an unwanted resurrection
Witnessed before time
Eve in us all...
Thank Karma
G-d might've been right
But our inhumanity rules us
Not any sense of gentle reality
We're all too willingly depraved
By the ruler known as greed
A haunting skeletal queen
Lucifer is G-d
And Buddha is He...
Whose abandoned
Endlessly seated
On an idle manner
Throne of disgrace
Pacifism and hate

Reincarnated mother

Screaming admits his wayward laugh

Temples heaving  mournfully into empty hands

Where children dedicated by drowning once lay
Not wanting to carry another life of suffering
Beyond another karma ascension grave

Where karma's hope withered
Between cursed memories
Pages long turned
In lieu of...
An unfamiliar
Reprieve

A past karma couldn't leave behind
In lieu of another life's participation in...
Skinning the hide of hope
Defiling strength
Spitting at grace

Beyond redemptions' flow
Amidst the frantic distances of drowning
Endlessly standing upon the shores of an ocean
Where reincarnated mothers long past
Took upon their responsibilities
Drowning their babies
In the sea of impossibility
Beyond the triumphs of G-d
And the decay of our depraved humanity
Simply quickening towards darkness
As if ignorance was still perceived as bliss
How despicable is our arrogance
Degenerately proud of our disease
Cursed is all this sand castling
An ocean upon our world