Malefic Condescension: Dose of Heaven... II

Over death,

      Achieving nectar dose of the god's karma never cared much at all lost dreams, The unfathomable infinite sandcastling cosmos, Realm of golden aptitude desire tests, Where the children of Buddha's eternal poverty war are forever subdued by avarice... Inside, Stagger as if cosmic winter recital blind, Waging every swollen consciousness sedated by snake apathy rolled eye no take ransom back bets on a god whose best answer is a theatre of silence, To lift a righteous single digit finger of faith to...

In earnest anticipation of,

Light in Reverse, I'd Like...

I'd like,

     To write about this sandcastle earth my brief life is trapped in, A better light than I do right now, But the darkness is everywhere and the poetry in reverse diction block flows out from the empathetic imagination engine within me, endlessly.

     Often there are times when I can subject my consciousness to fathomable strangely lit depths of the sky where hope resides, to write beautiful melodies of faith, hope and love... But who then would write of the darkness, who then would raise poetic awareness to the travesties the world over?

     Not that anyone reads these little adages of social observative commentary, but that's not why writing is important to me. Someday people will read it and they might be shocked at how my experiences, mind and imagination contrived to write such pieces, but that is for them to respond to, it is my just duty to those wounded by the haunting memory aches of injustice... To write!

In earnest anticipation of,

Ps. I guess that's why they call it art activism, because you believe it... To be the write thing to right, even if it is light in reverse.

Hive Minded: A Red Light Passes Rape II

Sexual lynching,

      Red Siren lights pass the rape caste district by, As children dangle like hives, A noose mind sandcastle earth citizens now share... Willingly covert participant hands in the cookie D.N.A jar of gendercide occurring theft of life before our comfortable phantom half placid awake eyes!

      Always dreaming but never lifting a faith's half conviction truth in defilement of action finger on behalf of derelict better days, Never to come as children lie screaming awake, As the paradigm of their hearts fades into karma's poverty caste vat systematically soul pooled well at the world's end, Against the vermilion ashen reincarnation undertow which there is every reason to run!

      No one wants to relive the haunting memory ache of rape in their next life, Only to realize they've been through this sexually hate seething violent familiar episode all before, As they lay dying...

In earnest anticipation of,

Hive Minded: A Red Light Passes Rape I

Convicts of the clone(d),

     Artificial consciously sedated defiled conviction, Inhumanity's solace is to stand idle, Criminalizing the escape love methods they don't agree with, As the eclipse of sandcastle earth's natural resolution to empathize... Fades, abiding barely alive by consent in the ageless lofts of hope as the hyper-cratic society labels compassionate means as evil, For willingly degenerates of equality are we.

     We watch as siren lights pass rape by, Dispense hate intoxicated vernacular paradigms at civilian poverty ghosts trapped under karma's eternal reincarnation 3rd caste world designated phantom line, While discussing the latest media endorsed episode of pigs bull water dog vengeance dozing vigilantes of justice who criticize the perpetrators illegitimate protection and subsequent white freedom flag unstained by crimson, Save the spot of epidermis cocoon virginity shed blood adorning his hidden sexual violence agenda man throbbing astronaut deviant exploration hood!

In earnest anticipation of,
The end of Equality's Injustice & the Violence of men! 

Malefic Condescension : Grace's Parasite

Kill off the infection,

     A belief against the invisible court of justice, Wherein love is no longer held libel as the greatest of every moment's existence value... The difference between intolerance compelled lethargic inaction versus the any second creeping essence affliction of the empathetic imagination engine must survive the spread of difference across our lives, Surmounting the conviction scale's atonement wish for everyone, Against the law strangely dim less light of white life theft tunnel of fire to hell.

In earnest anticipation of,

Sum of Austerity Fears

A Poem made in Transit
Social Commentary Micro Spoken Word
In hopes of change!

In earnest anticipation of,

On Spreaker

Malefic Condescension: Unto God

I swear,

      The first hypnosis occurred as he stare down from the broken white portrayal hearted cross, An unholy smoke justification to put greed forward any cause, without delving to the bottom of a pretend whisky spine glass, where desperately intolerant profit dreams seem wasted if kept immortally repressed in a book of uncommitted commandments entitled: Equinox Psalm of Offences, never to be woken.

     He took in the silent pages of unyet written star ink haikus, the poetry of every sandcastle universe soul throughout orion's concept hour refuge of preproduction glass, keeping time, wherein was witnessed the attention immoral deficit of their last moments, as they lay dying, unable to break the Death Angel's scythe as it tore open the mending tattooed epidermis cycle, carapace husk of ghosts,  all suspended dread in stomach tidal ship naughts as each realized they're no more than an echo.

      The supposed never borne God witness lost the breathless sanity of Christ upon the cross, Who remains forever sacred bound perpetually beyond three tortured unto oblivion ochre fire days in hell, where the mask of incapacitated fear was realized, Now he's watching over the atonement of everyone, for this is the frightful purpose born from the historical preview of the holocaust Type - Zero intel discovered in the droplets of history contained in the tears of fallen ashen pyre no longer winged angels, tonguelessly deaf cauterize screamed their tones via amputated hands, invisibly signing the hallelujah apocalypse, A hymnal chorus!

     For God streamed all of sandcastle earth's deplorable antiquity before the seventh hope suicide day of creation's misery, the day Forever didn't wake, forgetting to impart the common truth that the counterpart to all our beautiful insecurities is to embrace them, to find a heart written psalm that unites the curse of the contemptuous isolation mechanism, to realize a cure! That is acceptance, which leads to peace and the very end of greed; synonym for war, brother of profit, daughter of Avarice the first born of Adam and Lilith: Dispensing instead a day of burnt rest an offering, a misgiven opportunity for free will the chance to ruin... And so it has, so many lives, countless. 

         The saviour abandoned hope for human choice, for too long the evermore overseer endured the emotion terror suffering of inhumanity's lethargic to the antidote of healing and so history carries on the  harbinger's currency of benign disequilibrium, frailty on infinite repeat, Until the hive intolerant mind new adage speak regime collapse, He'll remain an immortal pessimist, trapped eternally in the strangely dim lost idol interest realms of conjoined apathy of the fallen, captured pride reformation aspirations  of  sulphur's last standing Lieutenant, Angel of Fear.

In earnest anticipation of,