Compassion Fatigue

It's funny how breathing can seem immoral —
Running from our reason, what's seen is perceived as normal,
it's deceiving…but demons just seem immortal
when you're bleeding, and your reaching for reasons to keep it cordial
leads to beatings... All meaning gets lost,
when you've lost all reason for believing at all…
The cost of us dreaming, if we're sleeping at all,
to keep following these leaders as we scream at the walls,
while never leaving — seemingly beside ourselves;
Need to keep some fleeting peace, increasingly declining health…
Time would tell, but they annihilated speech, freely —
Violated peace treaties; greedy's redefining wealth,
and isolating's cheap and easy, keeping me from finding help...
I understand, but understand, I'm just explaining things —
Plundering the Motherland was the stance of reigning kings...
Iron fist in velvet glove, by itself, is selfless love;
pious like a scientist, who's hiding from its Hell above...
Fuck its other plans, and all the underhanded change it brings!
…European Imperialism —
And Church's worth, really being materialism,
is working on a series of mysterious visions,
for the purpose of it steering an experience given —
Clearly conditioning our thought processes that are nearly forbidden…
Cognitive dissonance, a God and his witnesses —
merely a prison for any conscious initiatives;
A system and its opposition, nearing collision…
And when they do, I bet the "dearly forgiven"
beget a silence engineered to be endearing decision —
Total compliance to an irreparable regime,
and they deem respectable — these inflexible gods,
but we infinitesimal, against immeasurable odds,
will take an oath of defiance and disassemble the machine!
God is impressive as an intellectual property,
but often a lesson in ineffectual novelty —
Conscious, objective, and reprehensible solvencies
that softened the "blessings” of an indispensable poverty...
…it’s a self-fulfilling prophecy.
Torture, lies, and seething hatred; corporate ties who keep it sacred —
Born to die a screaming vagrant fortifying greedy nations!
…Moralizing normalized deviation,
Organizing war in lines, sorting time and being patient —
Actually made it sound like an economic concept,
though gradually breaking down like a metabolic process
that rarely renders energy...where it's really necessary;
Never-ending legacies...barely being legendary —
Type of business-thinking that we’ve globally romanced!
Brokering sold land to smoldering flame —
Socially programmed for shouldering shame,
and all the while this ship was sinking, we just woefully slow-danced —
Yearning warm embraces while we cope with these cold hands,
so notably drained... I am not insensitive —
Rather, I’m so sensitive, my senses are raw,
like I was gathered from the wreckage of a beckoning cause...
Beaten to submission by some reckoning law,
yet I still cling to my conviction like it remedies all —
until it changes everything…if any at all.

Copyright © 2016 Travis J Gibbs, The Ant1-Her0 Project