Profit for pain
No other way that we have seen
Systems that won't change
Because it benefits the insane
Draining out
Fields of corpses to sustain
An evil that was never tamed

People crumble
The rest shall follow
I would save them all
But the pain is hard to swallow

Holidays
A form of tradition and celebration
Where the meaning it once had
Has been slandered
Trace back the origin all we want
We can never replicate the essence
Reformation is required
How can we give thanks for giving if we give nothing?

All these thoughts pirouette
Spinning merry-go-round
With no merry to go around
How could I be happy when
We are all slaves to fixation
Sensations with no liberation
Across the nation
Taxation and stagnation
A sickness with a correlation
No navigation for our permutation
Mutated faces, all an affectation
Annihilation, assassination
Our own worlds built for encapsulation
Polarization, exaggeration
Visualizations of victimization
We sit back and lose preservation
My happiness is no obligation
Just a replication of past elation
Hollow aspirations
Built by alienation

Water
Falling down
Not from above
But from these two voids

Aesthetics
Embodied into a visage
Becoming beauty
Now, becoming obsessive
Why make a life revolving around a trend?
Separate the man from the clan
Lest the appearance turns deadpan

Today we ventured
Tomorrow we adventure
Yesterday we vented
No matter the day
All it takes is you
To bring out the best in us
Humanity with no vanity
Perfect unification
Boys and girls with no correcting
When clouds block our shine
We never whine and only delight!
Even when the days seem so long
I know you are with me
Our hearts beat in the style
Of our own stories

Proud to be where I'm from
But home is in front of me
Not of me
Separate from the serpent
Capital Hill
Need a capital offense to live
Walking up hills
Just to take spills

So close, so near
Yet, you do not feel here
How can such little space
Feel like lightyears?
Amongst a crowd
They could all look at me
And still I would say:
Why do I feel empty?

If I am me
Then what are you?
What if we are the same
Am I you too?
Doppelganger
In the flesh
But if they are better than me
Is this my final rest?
Replaceable, traceable
I correspond
But cannot comprehend
At the end of the day
Am I just, homogenous?

Like a storm that you can't predict
Nature of the trick
So unusual
No longer useable
In the remnants of reality
Use it wisely, just like all things
A weapon or a solution?
Up to what your consciousness dictates.

I hope for the day
We stop praying toward optimism
Expecting the best
While denying the rest
We all know how to hope
But, what about living?

Where does it lie?
The answer
How does anyone...
...save the world from the end?

How much inspiration-
In a desolate world
Has been given out
By corporate masses?

Drive me down to Jupiter
Largest it can be
A home
Which I cannot occupy
Unless I'd like to
Fall asleep for eternity
So for today
Let's journey
Down to
Rapture's landmark

I tremble to speak
I've run out of words to say
I forgot my voice
Replaced by distress
Marked by unrest
So much time
Left to think
Wondering deep inside
When was the happiest I have ever been?
Even when I know you will be here
In the broken frontier
Year after year, still filled with the same fear
How much longer can I keep this up?

I've returned home
Yet it feels so lone
Tonight it feels desolate, alienation
But it always felt safe, secluded, selective
Have I changed too much?
Have I changed just a little?
Has my nostalgia been convicted, begging for an acquittal?
My mind is stuck, my heart is struck
Rabbits chased each other, running for hours
I want to run with the rabbits, but, for how far?
Maybe they grew, beyond me and you
I want to grow, but my home is no more
Being independent is not a life that's splendid
Why should I grow if it just means I'll be alone?

Blood and bones
Flesh like honey
Attached to the earth, by a stem
Gravity

Look for the humble
The greedy had enough time
In the limelight
About time we changed the spotlight.

Alpha, omega
Beginning, end
All tune in for them
While cutting out the middle

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

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

Friend of a friend
Enemy of an enemy
Revenge and violence
Standard deviation
The root of all stasis
If you strike like a snake
No one will give you reprieve
Strangling life
From your own neck

The rising sun
Brings no joy to my face
Life moves on
But I never started the race
Destined to fall
Fated to fail
I've seen enough now
What makes you think I'll be gold?
Born bold
But no megaphone gets free from the cold
Everything recycled
From an age of old
Not even angry
Just proves my rapport
New is just old
Stripped away for the poor
Of heart, of love, of life
Let me lay, I need sleep
Let me hope that one day
My fatigue will relieve
So that the next day
Maybe, I can stand, awake

Tribalism, factionalism
To describe our modern world
Takes only two words:
Despondent reconciliation
Across the whole nation
Affirmations can't solve stagnation
Rather be a ******* crustacean
Watching as the world lacks declaration
Manmade abomination
A search for civility led to hostility
"Our way is peace"
"Follow our law"
Same agenda, a different vocation
Sitting on the side exclaiming:
You brought your own damnation
Yelling for compensation

Idealism, the evolution of optimism
Idealists need to remain cautious
So their wings
Do not burn

Always been told
That we are not machines
Yet, our world is built like this:
Routine, repair
Relinquish, revere
All fact no speculation
We must continue
But really, do we?
Here is the summation:
Becoming victims of liquidation
Just by going on vacation
Choosing vocations
Just to chase stagnation
Chasing relations to find salvation
Just to receive probation and isolation
Mutations of liberation
Lasting for long durations
We are machines, observe our foundation
Full of mutation, renovation
Life is a sacred thing
Yet, look at the pain we bring

My name is an identity
Everything else
Just call those credentials

Self-evident truths
Life, liberty, together
All for one, none else

The apex of the land
Untouchable, unstoppable
No one can break them!
...
It gets lonely at the top
Coming up with daily routines
Just to distract from reality
Simulated conflict
Fictional biographies
All to tell us lessons
About the truth of our reality
...
On our day of enlightenment
If it ever comes
The flesh and blood we consume
Will taste stale
...
All we have been doing is sophistication imitation.

We gained our pride
Lost our dignity
Now all that remains
Are fractured identities
Decimation, the core of humanity
For destructive beings
Is there an end to enmity?

Even when hands start to loosen
Grip on reality
Starts to slip
Look back
Moments when everything
Was in your control...
Wait
Is that even possible?

They painted you in their colors!
Attached strings to your frame
Call you a master, yet..
Behind this facade
Resides the masters in the shadows

Nobel pieces
First place slot
Hard workers deserve those
Or so I thought
How long have I been faking?
Movie always in the making
Center stage
Should I gauge success?
Never truly felt impressed
All on the shelf, trophies of trophies
At the cost of a fee...

The light
It burns!
Why do people like this?

I'll get a life
Where can I find one?
I've chased a dream spun by folly
Fate is not cruel, it is my own psychology
A soul cannot be satisfied by numbers
For those at the summit
Jump off to the base
Peak to perish, garish to cherish
Consecutively nightmarish
What face do I perceive?
Is this really me?
Caught up in the feckless and reckless
Ignoring all the life
I have wasted over time
Was my time truly mine?
Or am I a slave to bloodlines and deadlines?

CEO?
"Not a real job"
Manual labor?
"Go get educated"
Stuck between two boulders
With no strength to lift both

Back again
For a hangman's gambit
Will today be the day
Where my blood runs cold?
For the apathy surrounding me
Infects me to the bone
Becoming a drone
The atmosphere, help me, please
So thick with pressure
It strives to choke me
Going for broke, is this a joke?
Things fall apart
But, like this? In a fit of mischief?
Seems to happen so frequently
Makes me wonder
When will it come to me?

Infinite
Eternal
One lives forever
The other is known forever

Learn to survive
Discover how to live

Placed on a pedestal
Eyes on you, reticle
The words from your lips
Become objects, remembered by many
Yet forget who spoke it
Put onto a stage
Everything becomes a haze
Parade for the savior
Festivities for the mentor
Who came up with one idea
Which they didn't even like
Falling from grace implies never being disgraced
Idea, object, turned to a phrase
Until they move on, then set it ablaze

Structure brings stability
Yet it chokes creativity
A hero's journey
Tell me which is more human, you or me?
Bowing down to ideals
Mixing up what is real
Shining bright in the light
Until you see them in the shadows
Enclosed in weeds
Exposed by greed
Until they decompose
All they will do is bleed
Freed from need
Proposed to flee

A piece of nature
So natural
Behaving supernatural
Cutting down genius with a sickle
Fickle rage for temporary stages
Bringing relief and tears behind the scenes
Primal, urge for survival
How are animals thought to be reliable?

How can one brain
Ponder the existence of living?
So many humans on the Earth
Yet most are a predicament
Easier to break than breathe
A melody with no reprieve
On auto-pilot to prevent the riots
My eyes see through
But the vision is twisted, I feel distant
These eyes, they realize, the truth of demise
How can I act surprised when the truth is inside?

Lakeside view
Frozen over by a layer of ice
A blanket of fog
Dancing with the air
It is cold, yet...
Is that a bad thing?

Parasites of peace
Thrive on conflict, past turmoil
Modern banal spoils

There are good people in this world
Amidst the marionettes
Wielding bayonets
Destroyers of sunset
Consequences that cannot be offset
Amidst a cold sweat
Pacing around a threat
Easy to forget
The world burning like a cigarette
Amidst all our debt
A duet, ancient and unfurled

Easy as pie?
Harder than fudge.
Difficult to come by:
A judge with no grudge

Cast to the river's depth
Punctured on prevalent pieces
Stone and flesh come to one
Commander has fallen
Leader’s reign comes to an end
Not by human hand
By chance
Roll fate’s dice
Taking up the mantle
Emotions soon dismantled
Feel like an imposter
Invading a title I never deserved
Everyone’s got their doubts
There are many routes
Down to the grave
Avoiding grief at all costs
Last time I led
Looked for bodies not men
Time taught me
Chance is the way of life
Brace the spirits of the men
Recognize the wishes of the women
“Welcome to paradise”
Who’s paradise is this?
Not one I pursue
Slung around wrists
Cold metal I was raised in
Leading brought me trouble
Now I end where I began
On the wrong side of life
Corrupted mind
Purified heart
It’s all I can muster
Fresh out of luster

fading
faster
happy memories
pushed out
in favor of lesser replacements
is this what it means to live?