Are we what we think we are?

Beast…

Human...

Monster…

God…

Do we live in the space of reality, or merely the reailty of a fantasys delusion
Do you hold the serpents tongue? Do your palms seek to destory creation?
Who is the child of Christ, when God is the curve of the Devil’s smile
Do we seek the bliss of human community, or do we wish to merely control what we want?
Are we the true heart of darkness?
Or are we merely the blood pumping that most poison of ruby

In the afternoon sun, a swarm of bees confided in me of the days ahead

They spoke of their deaths in a sorrow and fear, that they knew their lives were set to a fast clock

They told me of their ancient wisdom, how they have been since the days before human

They told me of the pestilence that will arise from their departure, and to take caution in their premonition

We will be to blame for what happens when we leave, they said

But it will be the human ego that starts the fire, and greed will have been the gasoline

Those trees will beging to dry, the animals become famined and dead to you

Take our warning with dread and awareness, for this a future that is sure to happen

Humanity will have been its own destruction

There is light in the world, there is no need to argue about it so

But we must not let that light blind us, for there is an inferno among ourselves

And it grows deeper with each apathetic minute

Apathy is a most infectious disease, a grueling illness in the hearts of the human populous

For if there is no cure of this plague, it will surely be the sounding horn to our own extinction

There’s no amount of poetry that can mend a pain, there aren’t enough romantic words in the lexicon of languages to mend sorrow.

To live around venom everyday is a challenge, to have your character attacked or ridiculed on constant basis is a deep abyss in the heart.

To be told you are waste, not the same, not following, sinful, confused, submissive, ignorant, flamboyant, deviant, *****, unhealthy, heavy, obese, loose, lustful, primal, degenerate, ****, faking, crazy, miserable  words of the ones that don’t fit against the normal waves of society

It’s easy to say ignore, it’s docile to say just let hate slide off of you, but humans don’t simply remain happy under constant sorrow and hate.

We don’t live in a reality of fairness and equality, no docility or friendliness, no mutual respect or kindness

Those who say we do, are ones that don’t see the darkness that is evolving and expanding around.

Melting rain sprawling on the asphalt, mirroring the desolate buildings around.

With the beat down pick up truck parked near the gas station close by, it’s occupant smoking there last cigarette.

A smokestack stands alone near the lake, radiating a feeling of isolation, an obelisk of stasis.

Driving along seeing around, a town filled with failed lives and Leviticus in minds.

A masking plume seeps from the mouth of the stone giant, it exhales a heavy song of sorrow.

So many details that give a feeling of dread, driving past these images everyday kills the hope of getting out.

The blurred lines of reality and romantic denial seem to shape the mind. And I’ll ponder this dread, in the middle of gods belt, with the true masses of the country.