Ex Deus Ex Machina

These chilly winds
they be felt in the marrow

The drums of wear and tear sound
war on the horizon
Cry havok then and let slip those
caught in winters discontent

Pale the autumn leaves cry
paler still the springbirds all die

those carefree days of summer loving
gone, all the mulberry vine now vinegar
The warmth that once was
now in a state of frozen thawed flux

Decaying derricks pox mark the land
decomposing plastic whales gasping

Disposalable society of everything
Discarded humanities
Dying to live in a throw away society
a cull happening before your eyes

welcome to the machine
Written by Carpe_Noctem
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