You walk in darkness,
but I can only follow you
from a distance through
the shadows that grew
in the wake of the quake
that war planes make.
I can see clearly,
cry out,
but you don’t hear me.
Your deafness
is a remix of ridiculous,
and terrifying.
Your actions leave me crying,
trying to deny what I spy
with my tear strained eyes.
Liars and the gullible,
go looking for more trouble
because chaos is good for
making more war revenue.
I keep telling you
that this is wrong,
That the foundation
that you are standing on
is built on dust, and ash,
so in a flash
you can sink into sorrow
like its quicksand.
This isn’t my last stand,
cause I got a few battles left,
got little time before
death comes to collect
my last debt,
so I’ll go a few more rounds.
I have no faith that you will
change how you act,
or even consider how
those who suffer feel.
All I have left are these words to spill.
May 1
May 1, 2026 at 10:27 PM UTC
You walk in darkness,
but I can only follow you
from a distance through
the shadows that grew
in the wake of the quake
that war planes make.
I can see clearly,
cry out,
but you don’t hear me.
Your deafness
is a remix of ridiculous,
and terrifying.
Your actions leave me crying,
trying to deny what I spy
with my tear strained eyes.
Liars and the gullible,
go looking for more trouble
because chaos is good for
making more war revenue.
I keep telling you
that this is wrong,
That the foundation
that you are standing on
is built on dust, and ash,
so in a flash
you can sink into sorrow
like its quicksand.
This isn’t my last stand,
cause I got a few battles left,
got little time before
death comes to collect
my last debt,
so I’ll go a few more rounds.
I have no faith that you will
change how you act,
or even consider how
those who suffer feel.
All I have left are these words to spill.
