Hands Up, Asses Up, Middle-Fingers up too.

Please allow me to put
my arms up in the air,
w/ middle-fingers extended
in defiance
You don't like it so what,
I don't fucking care

Everything's way beyond
fixing
I'm done mincing words
Everything's slipping into
the obscure
Irreparable
There's a, "Parable," in that
word that I used above but,
no-one gives a fuck enough
to learn

Everyone sees a, "Therapist,"
but, even that titles name
hyphenated is, "The-rapist,"
No ones a doctor, they're all
Taking
The worlds a fault-line

Quaking

Ready to slip-off into oblivion
Not giving a shit about the
Mistakes
They're making decisions on a
Whim
That can never be undone
So indifferent, they don't care
if tomorrow sees the light of the
Sun
"Baldr," beautiful son killed by
his brethren

"F.T.W,"