On this glorious day
Full of celebration
Elation plastered faces
What expression covers your face?
Knowing that our future will be a waste?
Fighting forever for freedom
Our own objectives
Overwhelmed by the offensive
So now speak with me, sultry sirens
Hey, is this the real world
Or the cost of fate by ingrates?
Parading around our pinnacle
Surviving by becoming criminals
Our ultimate punishment
For being born into a home
With no freedom to roam

Year to year
The hurdles increase
Height and length
Abundant as insects
Multiplying to give us purpose
I can only jump so high
Until I start to leverage myself
On top of the heads of others
Telling you to follow the rules
While the rule-makers rewrite the book
Inheriting fortunes
While the numbers keep losing meaning
Heresy and discrepancy
Why have more just to grease the gears?
When what we already have is being unused?
More is more, not less
But now your denial
Can become the crux of life

Left in a chokehold
Shaking like a soldier
Fear in boulders
Panic smolders
Assess, respect, protect and direct
There is no safe place for the hyperactive
Distracted, safety redacted
In new frontiers
Unwavering plight
In old pastors
Unyielding fights

I'm sick of being passive
It's time for aggression
You said that you'd embody innovation
Screamed out to the nation
Then you crawl back to classic manipulation
This whole **** race is last place
Families who can't afford a place
Dinner with no steaks
Every day, more at stake
The tension, the pressure, the hybrid of humanity
Such a **** tragedy
AI is more human than thee
Deplorable, unforgivable
Creating more because excess drowns the war
Chained to ties, bound to lies
We talk about headlines
While the cause remains inside
Pull it from the roots, shake the whole system
I knew we were ignorant
But how did we get this dumb?

Can't fall asleep
Fear?
Of what?
Nervous
About nothing
Maybe I can't
Bring myself to sleep
Under universal conditions
All others follow
Too much on my mind
Full platter
No chance to make it leftover
Instead
You're on my mind
Yet your's is gone
Dusted away
From flames and heroics
I miss you...
Dad.

A wonderful wonderland
Colossal depth
A center of wonders
When we learn how they work
The magic is drained.

Hit the age
Of a broken page
Reminding me of my cage
All I live for is a wage
Trapped in a stone age, enraged
Never quite engaged since I was teenage
Years progress but the time is hard to gauge
Not quite a sage, not quite upstaged
Yelling offstage in an outrage
Lost and encaged

Just because I cannot
Doesn't mean I should not

Just because
We adapt to any environment
Never means
We are satisfied with it

Lying, denying
To keep on surviving
Cognition has no supervision
When the pain falls through
Unexpected messanger
Bringing a clue
Here, just for you:
Your guilt is festering
You deserve your reckoning
All the virtues can't erase the vice
To rewrite history is to rewind life
Accept the treason, above all reasons
Accept, fight, take your life, don't regress
But I digress
Life is choices, free of behest

Later years
Could be happy
Could give up
Could rest
Could be productive
When that time comes
Invest in peace and security.

Don't shake this hand
Caked in moisture
I'm sorry
I didn't want this either

Feasibility
Brings out passivity
Passed the threshold of care
Hold on to this thought
For it's all that we got.

A paradox
Bound by a clock
I see humans
Who lack humanity
Dramatic irony, no sobriety
Asking to be accepted
With no self-respect
Begging for rights
When they have no more left
Blaming society for going under
Isn't it a wonder, how concepts are blamed for blunders
No rod to absorb the thunder
As the reason for existence gets torn asunder

Self-reflection
Drives course correction
Why limit to the old and grey?
They have less time to change
We have one life
Irrespective of all drives
Bring no pain to others
Some people have a dream
But will they ever go to it?
Can you fulfill something if it exists in jest?
Time versus success, why are our skills discussed?
I wish I knew the answers
I wish that I could help you
But I was born into the world
I never helped form you

Love
Action
The most compassion
Restricted to 24 hours?
How about 8760 hours?

Artistry is wasted
On a modern mindset
I'd love to make what I want
But then I'd forgo:
Food
Water
Rent
Bills
All the things which drive me to pills
For in a twisted place
You have to contort your face
Eyes growing wide as the flame fades inside
Creations only matter in the frame of collectivity
Forgive my hostility
Creativity has given way to reactivity
To make a living, I rely on opinions
Of people who never shared my vision
If it was my decision, I'd envision a revision
Bringing back the soul and reviving life
When asked, we ask for less
Submitting to the hollow visage of progression
But in the race of life, heart and soul are left behind
What segregates life from those who never lived it?
I'd say I wear a mask
But that implies I can detach it
Co-dependent relationship comprised of battleships
If being a farce was a test
I'd bring home the championship.

What has been lost
Can be found
But on the journey to reclamation
Present sacrifices will be required for the past
Past or present?
Discretion or haste?
Which one brings joy to your face?

Faint silhouette
Static back on a background
Actual safety
Came with your embrace
Then
You fled the complex
Too caught up
In what your movement manifested
Not what my soul thought...
Of your existence
Crucial
Critical to humanity
...
I wish that was what I thought of first...
Instead
I thought of how you affect me
Feral animal
Who else will comfort my flesh?
Trapped in shackles.

Sibling rivalry
Two, spiteful jealousy
One, empty living

A doll with needles
Painted with my initials, it is me
Taking pain from others
Stabbing it into my chest
So much of it, I want to reduce it
Normal for a little
But everyone has a lot
Extreme tolerance comes in handy
Idly waiting for something to change
Sorry to disappoint, nothing will
Allow me to be the stepping stone
On a path to recovery
Why care about myself when I can save multiple?
Life is one chance
No retries
So for now, let us talk
I can't save them all
But I can guide someone
For we all love to give advice
Yet never follow what we deliver
As someone who has listened
Let me be the one to bring tranquility

I pray your day
Goes as planned
Planning is something
I never had much mind for…
Mind…
Oh yes! My dream
Walking patiently forward
Toward a blanket of twilight
All I could sense
Cold touch of faint wind
Over time I finally spoke
A garbled sentence
Greeted with an echo
First it was mine
Then a reverberation
Of voices I didn’t recognize
At least not yet
Touched my ears
Earmuffs?
I don’t own a pair…
I could hear?
Such an odd experience
The intensity increased
Till the force of the symphony
Pushed me backwards
Landed headfirst onto a rock
Rough and uninviting
Then I awoke
Unable to hear my breath
Like always
The status quo remains the same
Will it change?
Boy, I hope so
Truth is that…
I fear I’ll never know
Even if I said yes
Who will believe a man
With no way to hear it?

People love to give advice
Yet never follow their own wisdom

The face of a demon
Heart of an angel
Hark the call of brass and bones
Trumpets sound for the cataclysm
But now, our end
Marks the beginning
Of a brand new stage
To make history
No archangels can remedy the destruction
For it too, brings creation
Creating chaos to create beginnings
Seems so backwards
Yet fits succinctly
Fear no death
For it gives us meaning
To cope with consciousness
These are the rules we have written.

I wish I understood
Such a concept
But it's not my deal
Interrupted by feel
No matter the angle
Pray for an angel
Never shall descend
For a meager scenario
Yet to me...
It defines who I'll be.

Sociopathy
Psychopathy
A thin line
Divides the two
To find the one
Ask them both:
Who would like to be part of history?

Tough waters
Full of mystery
In the forbidden depths
Lies history

Rope snapped
During the choke
The chair didn't fall
Tilted over
In slow motion
If only it worked out
May seem self-driven
Selfishly struggled
Yet, convinced that this place
The human race
Would be better without my space  
So...
Attempted to croak
Hopped off like a frog
Searching for something to keep
Now I
Get to look forward to one more yolk

Silence
Created from a lack of noise
Reminding me
Of everything that speaks to me
Anywhere but here
Maybe midnight will give me the will
To scream
Not for me
For those I lost, stand in front of me
Please, oh please
In a better world, you would be here
I wonder how many said these same things?

Mother's care
Filling holes
By giving life
Does a baby enjoy strife?
Fertile nature
Brings devastation
You created life
To satisfy your vacancy

Clarity
Truth of the mind
Does it foster love?
Or does it foster chaos?
Lateral truth
Lateral violence
How many have died
Fighting for lies?

Wake up
Get out of your chamber
That makes you lamer
Cook mediocre breakfast
[Burnt]
Like every time
Get in the shower
Clean every inch
[You burnt the toast]
Brush the bones
Out of your skin
Pain that's akin
To a lengthy equation
[Can't believe it]
Get on the bus
Travel down the lane
Toward work met with disdain
[You burnt it like always]
I burnt it
Down to embers
Maybe home is where I'll go
This isn't my stop
[Your collar's out of line]
[You'll soon run out of time]
[Already half-way]
[Down the throne]
The bed is where I belong
[Sorry boss, I'm ill]
Work will be done
Just without me.

Pins, needles
Suppressed evil
Butterflies lie
Despite their pride
Pointing fingers at sides
To hide what's inside
Nerves, the motive
Paranoia, the action
Blind cannot react
To such a transaction
Pure distraction
As the branch falls
So too does its spread
But if you cut off the head
Is it truly dead?

Children are not a medicine
Bring one alive to drive the bloodline
Not to cope, think before acting
Care for one, don't use one

Show off your skills
Discover a true talent
So that when you do
Slick salesmen can make it monetary
Is this purgatory?
Talent with no passion leads to a miscarry
Scary, living life one day at a time
Because when the years go by
Your passion will fly
Not soaring high, just coasting by.

We've all got a job
Yet we always feel robbed
Satisfaction never stays until the end of days
One man can have the will of thousands
Only two hands to push the weight of the world
Needs no compass, creating an atlas
Life in their own hands, what divides them from a fascist?
Proverbial attacks for being an architect
How can one ant carry an apple?
How can one man conquer their criteria?
All dreams end, yet the meaning persists
Waking up, getting out
But for who? You? Them? Me?
The truth is often what we never want it to be
How can one cure division when the conversation is slipping?
Running out of solutions
So they answer with silence
...

As numbers grow
Meaning becomes a focus
For every ten that are born
Twenty are met with scorn
When do concepts
Not apply to humans?
Is quantity not over quality?
To reach demands
Without reprimand
How can we matter
When numbers outweigh us
Have we, gone by
The time, to thrive?
When only 1% of the world matters
What about the 99%?

Behind that splendid plain
Ice, piled high
A midnight sun, resting on top
Like a silhouetted candle
It may be cold
But it has never been so inviting.

The end of the world:
By alien invasion
By viral outbreaks
By global war

We entertain the hypotheticals
While the real cause
Remains unchanged

A creator
Must have a drive
An optimistic outlook, one who strives:

To change
To evolve
To fix

But much like fire
A creator can create, or effectively destroy

Father, go there
The troubles are over
Go up there, please
Show up, no more hiding
I'll wait for you
At the beach covered in minerals

Be temperate in time
Falls through fingers
Shatters like glass
The clock hands match
But we remain detached
Confusion rings out
Striking at midnight
Flourishing in daylight
I do not bear the truth
But it can be made with you

In the back of my cognition
A memory appears:
Such a treasured time
Such bittersweetness
A choir of children sing a chorus
But I see none?
Only one, singing for no one
Yet...everyone?
No words, no phrases
Just noises
So simple, so pure
My vision grows blurry
I no longer have his eyes
Therefore, I cannot see him
But on a rare night
I hear his song
Only to weep, another night

Hitchhikers
On a cosmic body
Caring not for the body
But the other stowaways
Searching for a new home
While the current one fights back
As a child, I'd hope we win
As a man, I hope we lose
To teach the ultimate lesson:
Wasters cannot cruise while giving abuse
We've done enough pillaging
Time for the human race to snooze

Today
Turned to yesterday
We wanted change
Yet all stayed the same
Our brain walked us away
From the same idea
Pestering our ways
How can a monolith be swayed
When tragedies are measured by graves
Look back at yesterday
How many ways did you
Make today look grey?

Finding new ways to coexist
Messages were sent, but the shot missed
Insisting on persisting
Diplomats dismissing
Insisting on resisting
Adding more labels to the blacklist
You artificial altruists
Handing out reasons to exist
By finding more to enlist
Our enemies make up a shortlist
Narcoleptic naturalists
Finding new ways to twist
A kiss into a fist

Lights, so bright
A party, let's celebrate tonight
All the people I like are here
But still, there's something I fear
As people dance, sing, and drink
I can't help but look out the window
Glancing fast
Looking for reprieve
At the happiest time
Of the happiest night
I still feel no safe
As I look left to right
These feelings, so tense
It is hard to trust
When it all leads to a fight
So tired, so tired...
Maybe it's best to leave, to take flight

Like a star
Shining brighter than all
Correlation to constellations
Together forever
Until the years burn into ashes
Dusted and thrusted away
Into a memory
Like a star
Fading and passing
But never quite going out
Even as it dies
No one will ever quite forget it all
So when I wake up
Will you still be there for me?
I want to shine like you
But all I can do is pretend
Yet it makes people smile
I shine so brightly
To call out to you
I hope that you see
The brightness of this world
Maybe I really can be like a star

Strength of a lion
Soul of a saint
Wish I had both
But all I do is faint
Can't handle existence
Even though I exist, I feel transparent
Look through me, see the fear within me?
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Ot­hers see men as men
All I see men as are wolves
Men and women alike
To be human is to be in a bubble
Blind to trouble, avoider of struggle
Chasing after pleasure by running over heads
The scales have broken, balance bespoken
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But, am I any better?
Never initiate the imitator
All you get is replication
Let these words fester in a letter
For to remain deranged is to be estranged

Two answers
Extinction or reason
Harsh distinction
Humanity's treason
Are our lives unique
Among hundreds and billions?
Why do we control nature
By separating ourselves?
Endless, friendless
Evolving to get less
Age is no refinement
Inside is misalignment
Questions not solved by assignments
We live through confinement
Enhancers of cancer
Dancers and prancers
Funds without a financer