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Apex (On the Anus of Humanity
Spy satellites fall
from the sky above
The stark realization there is
no such thing as love.
we accept this recurring theme,
We are cought in a lie
in someone else lucid dream.
We are the sound
Of a forgotten child's scream.
Secretly I weep.
A thousand Immigrants looking for a home
working for peanuts
working to the bone.
kicked and beaten on a regular basis
but hey its OK...
Trump says it OK to be racist!!
and on the other side of the
Atlantic cesspool
Its time to choose
Conservative or labor
Society dictates vengeance
Placards in gardens dictate
hate thy neighbor.
doubt is met by
truncheons and tasers.
Humanity, Reality
Gravity, Causaility
dressed for hilarity
reverse your polarity
now think for thy self,
Give yourself a reason
independence is paramount
Coming soon next season.
Britons chow down
there new favorite
breakfast cereal
they call brexit
There is not enough
water in Britain
to wash the blood
from these people's hands.
As at least one person
Thinks but never speaks.
What if kindness grew on trees
maybe people would be free
from the selfish mantra of
Me.me ,me
You deny my existence
As I feel your resistance
Hear my folly
Hear my prayer
Your Idiocy is my reality
As brain cells scream
When teared.
There is blood on our hand's
under our fingernails hides sand
and the broken promises to children
swell under the weight
Of our wedding bands.
You wont see what's coming.
You wont believe what happens next!
This is the Apex that I have always
spoke of
ladies and gentlemen
we are far beyond the looking glass
lost in tides of our own insanity
consider me a fatality
Expiring slowly
somewhere on the anus of humanity.
from the sky above
The stark realization there is
no such thing as love.
we accept this recurring theme,
We are cought in a lie
in someone else lucid dream.
We are the sound
Of a forgotten child's scream.
Secretly I weep.
A thousand Immigrants looking for a home
working for peanuts
working to the bone.
kicked and beaten on a regular basis
but hey its OK...
Trump says it OK to be racist!!
and on the other side of the
Atlantic cesspool
Its time to choose
Conservative or labor
Society dictates vengeance
Placards in gardens dictate
hate thy neighbor.
doubt is met by
truncheons and tasers.
Humanity, Reality
Gravity, Causaility
dressed for hilarity
reverse your polarity
now think for thy self,
Give yourself a reason
independence is paramount
Coming soon next season.
Britons chow down
there new favorite
breakfast cereal
they call brexit
There is not enough
water in Britain
to wash the blood
from these people's hands.
As at least one person
Thinks but never speaks.
What if kindness grew on trees
maybe people would be free
from the selfish mantra of
Me.me ,me
You deny my existence
As I feel your resistance
Hear my folly
Hear my prayer
Your Idiocy is my reality
As brain cells scream
When teared.
There is blood on our hand's
under our fingernails hides sand
and the broken promises to children
swell under the weight
Of our wedding bands.
You wont see what's coming.
You wont believe what happens next!
This is the Apex that I have always
spoke of
ladies and gentlemen
we are far beyond the looking glass
lost in tides of our own insanity
consider me a fatality
Expiring slowly
somewhere on the anus of humanity.
Published 6th Jul 2018
| Edited 26th Jul 2018
Author's Note
A poem reflecting the changing times in our world and the on coming storm.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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8th Jul 2018 10:52am
Love it! You got my brain going at 6 in the morning. Just awesome overall in my opinion.
9th Jul 2018 2:15pm
Thank you so much. This took me about a year to finish, so really glad it's out there and you enjoyed it.
Many thanks again
Zenith
Many thanks again
Zenith
Hi Marcus... Like this piece a lot... I can certainly relate. It's nicely put together too... and laid on the page in a manner that encourages the reader to pause where needed and place emphasis where you wanted.
You did leave a few spelling mistakes and typos that mar the finish, but they are easily overcome. If I may be so bold:
S 2, L 2...remove (a)... it is unnecessary
S 3, L 2...in American English the word is *cesspool* in Queen's English I am less familiar. Would it be *cesspit* used in GB?
S 4, L2... word is *causality*
S 4,L7... word is *independence*
S 8, L 4... phrase should be *spoken of*
I think you were so engrossed in what you were doing that you "forgot yourself", 'cause your spelling is otherwise excellent.
Thanks for listening and I hope I have been helpful. Ely
You did leave a few spelling mistakes and typos that mar the finish, but they are easily overcome. If I may be so bold:
S 2, L 2...remove (a)... it is unnecessary
S 3, L 2...in American English the word is *cesspool* in Queen's English I am less familiar. Would it be *cesspit* used in GB?
S 4, L2... word is *causality*
S 4,L7... word is *independence*
S 8, L 4... phrase should be *spoken of*
I think you were so engrossed in what you were doing that you "forgot yourself", 'cause your spelling is otherwise excellent.
Thanks for listening and I hope I have been helpful. Ely
26th Jul 2018 11:48am
Hi, many thanks for your kind words. It's a old poem, I keep finding old poems in "Drafts" it was good to just get the poem out there. I will fix the spelling's.
Many thanks
Marcus
Many thanks
Marcus
26th Jul 2018 2:41pm
Write On.! Glad to have been of assistance... Keep up the good work. Ely
PS... I know what you mean about "Drafts"...
PS... I know what you mean about "Drafts"...
