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Chandy 7d
From myth
To legend
Your fire sparks
Until the dead of the night
Whispers of valor
Whimpers of glamor
As you lose, you die
But you still look alright!
Sparking faster
Like a wildfire
But now, your smile
Turned from friend to fangs
Chandy Jan 14
Homeless rates
Mental illness fates
Antidepressant suppressants
Addiction rate higher than eleven
Soaring to the sky
Crashing down out of heaven
Lower than the depths of black unemployment
Look around, look down, hear that sound?
That's our longevity
Giving in to obscenity
Surrendering our identity just for some levity
Now our minds are far away from serenity
Chandy Jan 14
Moving
Stepping forward
Onto glass shards
Opening wounds
That never scar
Progress
Such a funny word
For self-fulfillment
No matter the path
No matter the shoes
They are my feet
They are my destiny
But why on all of the roads
Does the glass show up?
Why must you poke more holes...
Chandy Jan 11
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
Chandy Jan 11
When the light dims to grey
When nothing tangible heals your soul
Some still find that joy
Some will unwind that toy
That is the reality of life
Cycles of death and rebirth
Until we finally give in
But if we exist to exist
How could we enjoy this world?
Grasping at straws made of sand
Slipping through the cracks
As they get wider, deeper, harder
I just wanted to hold the hands of the hurt
Now I have lost myself in the scars of nature
Goodbye my joy
Swallowed by the nation
Do we exist to just keep going on?
Chandy Jan 11
The hurt hurt the hurt
Breaking their chains
Only to see their cage
Blaming others with a blank face
Another blank space, another disgrace
Throwing spears from their boat
While others drown down there
Claiming that the world is
Just and fine
There is a will, there is a voice
Deep in the ground
Yelling, shouting, exclaiming
Now the world is full of
Dust and swine
Chandy Dec 2024
Goodbye to your joy boy
The sun shined bright
Touching the peaks and valleys
Now your optimism turned into an ism
Believing in love that never appeared
Cease your activism
The human race races toward racism
Check the algorithm and listen to the rhythm
Observe the mechanisms of our narcissism
The sun shined bright
Until we blotted it out
So play with your toys
They make excellent decoys
Until they employ and destroy your ploy
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