Hey guys, I’m still alive but I’ve just been busy doing other things. I’ll post another poem here from my latest anthology. If you enjoy it at all please check out the links in the published for the ebook version of my anthology “Blue Autumn”.
You too can be a cliche
A one hit wonder
A vapid word parfait
Reduced to platitudes
A forgettable passe
A stereotype buffet
You too can be an adage
Trite and trivial
More sob story baggage
With replica disadvantage
Produced to be sold
As a prosaic package
You too can be a claptrap
Full of deflated hymns
And fustian scrap
Laced with grandiose garbage
And cumbersome crap
Being sold out to chumps
You too can be a mantra
Solace to morons
As a delusional stanza
Each phrase the same
A false simulacrum
Singing conformity’s anthem
You’ve tested my patience for far too long.
Forgiveness for you would surely be wrong.
You pick on the weak and idolize the strong.
Farce is your rhapsody and mockery's your song.
Generosity for you was surely a mistake.
For you all I feel is animosity and hate.
To rip out your organs and see your bones break.
That wouldn’t suffice as a violent enough fate.
I want to see you cry an ocean of blood.
Overflowing cesspools with gore and mud.
You think mercy is folly so it’s time to be judged.
To see you engulfed and drowned in the flood.
I have menacing methods and torturing tools.
Infinite time in this one sided dual.
Showing you compassion made me a fool.
Kindness is always wasted on the cruel.
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I am not interested in being your wage slave
Your punching bag peasant who needs to behave
You exploit all my labor and paint me a knave
To be worked like a serf till I’m dead in the grave
I am not interested in being your soldier
Your flesh meat peon at which to bark orders
A brain dead lackey and thoughtless marauder
To run into bullets as dumb cannon fodder
I am not interested in being your doormat
Your pushover patsy without insight or tact
A fool without brains to con and distract
To be trodden all over and stomped like a rat
I am not interested in being your chess piece
Your deluded pawn to dupe and police
To be devoured by fate with stoic caprice
A monument to misery as your masterpiece
I will not harm you
For wearing a shirt of wool and cotton
I will not stone you
Because of the sabbath day forgotten
I will not force you
To marry the man who raped and hurt you
I will not hate you
Because of sins that did subvert you
I will not strike you
Just cause god says it is justified
I will not beat you
For your love of women you’re ostracized
I will not slay you
Just because the lord says you're my foe
I will not kill you
Just because the bible told me so
Hey everybody. It'll be a good bit before I release my next anthology, but I thought I'd post one the poems that is going to be featured in it. The next anthology will be entitled "Blue Autumn" by the way. In the mean time enjoy.
The fascism of Christianity
The dictatorship of greed
The theocracy of atheism
The anarchy of need
The heathen paints a wooden cross
The gentile pukes a Jewish prayer
The only exit is south from heaven
But who said life was ever fair?
Enslaved to doubt
Enslaved to fear
Enslaved to weaknesses of the flesh
Enslaved to lust
Enslaved to guilt
Enslaved to sin and eternal death
Devoid of human faith
Cause you will bend and you will break
You will fall and you will drown
The only way up is down
Hey guys. So the cover is basically done for “Red Winter”, my upcoming anthology, and it should be out probably by Monday. Tuesday at the latest. Regardless I’m pretty excited about it for a number of reasons. After that is published I’ll immediately begin working on the final content for my second anthology. I plan on releasing four in total for this series and it’d be really cool to get them all done this year. We’ll see what happens though.
In the mean time I’ve been neglecting my artistic endeavors so I spent some time today just tracing a few pictures. The one below is from the artist Ilya Kuvshinov. It’s from his art book “Momentary”. He has a few art books on Amazon and I’m pretty sure you can find his Instagram page here: https://www.instagram.com/kuvshinov_ilya/
Anyways I hope you guys have a good weekend and I look forward to dropping the anthology very soon. Later.
Hey, hope everyone reading this is having a good
time during the holidays. I'm going to post one
more excerpt from my upcoming anthology "Red Winter".
I still have a few more things to finish up with
it before it'll be finally published. I hope that'll
be soon though. In the mean time enjoy.
Wooden skeletons in fields of dirt
Wind below the rotten Earth
Light pales through the cirrus clouds
While the steel wrapped boxes race around
The overcast of raining sleet
The oligarchs and dead elite
The spikes of ice and nails of clay
The storm is gone, now let us prey
The season of the dying sun
The shadows fall below the hum
Of speeding trains and wailing brakes
The freezing of the northern lakes
The cauldron and attracting glow
The coffin bleached with laden snow
Wind away the fields of dirt
Skeletons rot into the Earth
With every breath I breathe
I will lie to you
But you will all believe me
Because it's not the truth
I'll confirm your biases
I'll whisper in your ears
That I will be your savior
That I'll purge you from your fears
I'll sit upon your throne
So you can worship me
I'll give you all the honor
Of dying beneath my feet
There's no way to stop me
This is the point of no return
I'll rule you forever
Because you will never learn