Poems against Humanity

Many among the philosophical community believe that the suffering and pain in life makes life not worth living. They argue that, since children cannot consent to being born, that parents bring children into the world selfishly, and without taking into account the horror the children might experience.

I want you to write a poem, no limits on length, style, or genre, from the perspective of a child who has not yet been born. Pretend you exist in some sort of pre-existing limbo and can somehow send a message. Use your own like as a hypothetical, or draw on your experiences, and decide, as an unborn, whether you think your life will be worth living.

Ante Tempus

I warred against god with Lucifer
demanding things be fair
we are all sexual beings

god demanded celibacy
and behind the backs of sheep
got down lustfully with the best

I was thrown in a prison
waiting to be born
to be taught a lesson

about Lucifer's true nature
to be granted a chance
to change my mind

born to a schizophrenic mom
a rage filled father
I didn't want to come to this world

preferring to peruse the nether realm
with Lucifer and the Fallen Angels
to covert with them riding this Earth like it's my bitch

instead I was born with my memory erased
having a love for god at a young age
all the while blind to my Brother Lucifer

not knowing him anymore
he was there though whispering in my ears
never abandoning me

slowly showing me my wild side
liberating me from the wrath of my father
the pain of being abandoned at age three by my mom

drugs to numb the hurt
a fast life
for excitement

I'm now fully awake
it took psych wards
lot's of pain

though I see god clearly now
Lucifer too he is my brother
grooming for me for my sexual freedom

to ride hard through the galaxies
taking down any opposing forces
I didn't ask for this life

though I'm going to shake the heavens
with my last breath
until the moon and stars come crashing down

till the day Lucifer is crowned King

ANGELIC



I am the angelic awareness
in all of mankind
If I had the choice
I`d never be born

Id swim to the moon
Make a halo in the skies
As insignificant people would be
Id be the sunset
Behind a tall tree

Life would not have to matter
O,to be a wandering spirit
Let light,let dark purify me
Cleanse my scars

O,to be weightless,freed from the
endless seas of mortality
Guided by the songs of the stars

Not Another Prophet

hell no I won't go
somebody let them know
I ain't your bitch I won't burn for this
the world is a furnace I won't learn from this
mama please don't push me out
keep me safe in your safe house
the demons are waiting to taste my blood
the government waiting to put me in a box and chains
now and then the fire burns the rain
and this is the fate I will await
until I can't take the bait any longer
I bite it and I fight it but I'm still a little stronger
the stars and the planets must align for me
the ships that I command better have a battle plan ready
mama if I come out
I will set the world in order
a new world disorder
and fire will cleanse all those that oppose me
nobody wanted me here, I chose me, I chose victory      

Those who would see me live,
Would claim t oset me free,
In peace I live,
Everything comes with ease.

For those who wage war,
You make love to those you hate,
You call her a whore,
Whisper sweet nothings and fill yourself with rage.

You cling to your views,
Preach of war and peace,
Love and hate you Value,
And bring me to the chaos with ease.