Jul 2010
Benedictine Warlords
Hold ceremonies in ballrooms
Tie knots in dying children’s hair
Demarking havoc to succumb
Red X-es on trees
Placating these
Monsters
These scumbags
These treasons
Against a muck they scoured
A much maligned superfluity
Of words, of thoughts
Of feelings
Of devotion
Sympathy
What of it?
You’ve heard my ideas on living
You’ve killed my attempts
Superavero
Veni
Superavero
Now go, before you learn what life is
Hold ceremonies in ballrooms
Tie knots in dying children’s hair
Demarking havoc to succumb
Red X-es on trees
Placating these
Monsters
These scumbags
These treasons
Against a muck they scoured
A much maligned superfluity
Of words, of thoughts
Of feelings
Of devotion
Sympathy
What of it?
You’ve heard my ideas on living
You’ve killed my attempts
Superavero
Veni
Superavero
Now go, before you learn what life is
MMX
In a way this poem is about the silent evil of the status quo and I'm using "Benedictine warlords" as a metaphor for the occidental consumer in modern times**esp. in the US where capitalists often behave as free-market evangelists.
Latin: I will have survived, I came, I will have survived
In a way this poem is about the silent evil of the status quo and I'm using "Benedictine warlords" as a metaphor for the occidental consumer in modern times**esp. in the US where capitalists often behave as free-market evangelists.
Latin: I will have survived, I came, I will have survived
