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AvengingPoet May 2020
Wake up with that cup of coffee
Notifications blasting up the phone
Incompetence from the Oval Office
Tired petty arguments of a 12 year old
When 100,000 are dead

Just admit it
You ****** up

Place the blame on anyone else, right?
That’s easy, right?
Distract the citizens with tweets
Conspiracy theories, lies, and deception
Democracy crumbling in this wonderful Republic

Do we have enough time to save this all?
Have we gone too far backwards?
Are we constrained?

Another black man dead by the hands of the state
But **** it, blue lives matter, right?
Blue lives ain’t a race
Would the president even bother to utter a word about it?
Nah, he’s racist as **** and don’t give a ****

The MSNBC host who didn’t ****** someone
Is more important
Waste time, who cares?
Millions unemployed
Open up the country because we are just human capital
Just numbers for the stock market, right?

Make profits for your rich pals
Leave office

I throw the cup of coffee on the ground
I’m tired
I’m so tired

Democracy is coming to the USA
...or at least I hope so.
**** trump, vote in November
AvengingPoet Apr 2020
Burning world
Computerized cynics

The lies flood in
On the media screens
Just accept it all
From the fool at the top
He wants the views
The narcissism and ego
The failure of man
That is what
The most powerful leader in the free world
Has become

Sad and tiring each and everyday
Day in, day out
Coffee and klonopin to get through a day
Can barely breath in the house’s stuffy air

But I am privileged
I can still work and be safe in a bubble
The others deliver food and groceries
And are on the frontlines
While the man on top continues to ******* lie

He praises a job well done
While I say to myself, “go **** yourself”
A monstrous man scaring us all

I hope the ******* Big Macs take you out soon enough.
AvengingPoet Oct 2019
Promise me this,
My breath is shaking,
An unwillingness to grieve,
One, two, three times,
Won’t get em’
No they won’t

Spirit of fairness
No we don’t have that
Cutthroat attitudes for a Pretty Penny
Morbid Grand Displays

Material world is unsanitary
My breath is shaking
An unwillingness to grieve
One, two, three times
Won’t get em’
No they won’t
Promise me this.
AvengingPoet Sep 2019
I laugh and cry and laugh
And cry again

These mixed emotions
Wondering if this is all there really is

Coffee breaks and tension headaches
And endless droning on in dimly lit halls

Making a measly paycheck
To barely afford the rent

Solace in a fast food sandwich or two
Dying slowly, a calculated death

Life is boring,
We can barely afford it

Giving us no time
Instead of it all

I sit, contemplating it all
Writing these stupid words

Wondering was it all really worth it
Was this the plan along?
Were we the puppets on the string,
Dancing endlessly for the carrot
We won’t obtain?

I shall never know.
AvengingPoet Jul 2019
The hounds of space
Controlling and dictating
Your every thought and feeling
No thoughts for yourself

Out of breath
From the overwhelming data
God I just wanna run from it all
A needle in my ******* arm

I’m just a lurker
Watching the 1’s and 0’s
Explode in a negative fireworks display
Another day, another day...

The hounds of the digital space
Biting and gnawing at you
Drowning in blood
Seeking more and more everyday...
AvengingPoet Jul 2019
I’m a mechanized piece of dirt
And I don’t want it anymore

But the demands have uprooted
Anything I ever wanted or dreamed of

I guess this is the hand that was dealt
In our Americanized dream

I don’t wanna deal with it anymore
But let’s face it, there’s nowhere to run anyhow

The noise is constantly buzzing
I need the white noise to sleep

But I never get enough rest anyhow
A cup of coffee just to function for the day

Not sure if I’m cynical or just facing a reality
But I know there’s something better out there

9-5, cups of coffee, entertainment to **** the time
I guess that’s all that was needed

Lights are out, it’s time to go
Little moments of purpose.
AvengingPoet May 2019
its not as if to say-
No pause

Another 1 am crisis
Thinking of what the hell im doing
Or why im here
im not some suicidal man
Truly im not, youre not weak if you are

But let me explain-
No pause

There’s nothing to explain
The point is
I dont know what im doin’
But maybe for the first time in awhile
Thatll be ok

Do you surely think so?

I dont have an answer
im sure you dont either.
No Pause. Take a deep breath. Stand tall.
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