#industrialism - Hello Poetry

We march Withering white All seas to dust The ground caves in The earth grows hollow Ribs through the skin Teeth through the lips Breath catching black We march In a ceaseless beat To the rhythm of dead machines Over cracked roads And empty homes

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Jan 20, 2015

Jan 20, 2015 at 6:36 PM UTC

mitakiharashi

the rhythm of dead machines

We march Withering white All seas to dust The ground caves in The earth grows hollow Ribs through the skin Teeth through the lips Breath catching black We march In a ceaseless beat To the rhythm of dead machines Over cracked roads And empty homes

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Rotating bodies, confusion of sound Negative imagery holding us down Social delusion, clearly constructed Human condition, morals corrupted Trapped in reaction, lawlessness, war Dissatisfaction from bowels to core Devils technology, strategy for Human mythologies, urban folklore Sick of psychology, counterfeit cure Wicked theology robbing the poor Scheme demonology mislead the pure Strict and strategically, studying war Light shown in darkness, image exposed Few can see through the new emperor's clothes Lustful this hussle turns humans to hoes When the blind lead the blind Just more trouble and woes It's the mind that they chose It's designed to stay closed Standards of jokers, court just a logic Sick looking cosmics, from schoolyards to college Primitive man with civilised knowledge System collapse and he still won't acknowledge God is the saviour, studies behaviour Trying to fix the mind that he gave ya Stiff-necked scholars on prescription meds Wishing their problems were all in their heads Moral dilemma, pride is the root Misguided from youth, heart divided from truth Egyptians and Grecians, spiritually dead Imperially led, by the gods in their head Motives and thoughts Industrial wealth Global economy, in for itself Heart full of madness, covered with kind Pleasure designed to take over your mind Furnished in godliness, painted in good This talented priesthood got real saints misunderstood While classes in government, set up the veil And cultivate minds for more mythical tales Typical Hollywood follies good girl While vice and corruption take over the world Motives and thoughts Check your motives and thoughts Blind with the wickedness deep in your heart Modern day wickedness is all you've been taught Lied to your neighbours, so you get ahead Modern day trickery is all you've been fed Motives and thoughts Check your motives and thoughts

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Jun 18, 2014

Jun 18, 2014 at 7:52 AM UTC

EveInWonderland

Lauren Hill - Motives and Thoughts.

Rotating bodies, confusion of sound Negative imagery holding us down Social delusion, clearly constructed Human condition, morals corrupted Trapped in reaction, lawlessness, war Dissatisfaction from bowels to core Devils technology, strategy for Human mythologies, urban folklore Sick of psychology, counterfeit cure Wicked theology robbing the poor Scheme demonology mislead the pure Strict and strategically, studying war Light shown in darkness, image exposed Few can see through the new emperor's clothes Lustful this hussle turns humans to hoes When the blind lead the blind Just more trouble and woes It's the mind that they chose It's designed to stay closed Standards of jokers, court just a logic Sick looking cosmics, from schoolyards to college Primitive man with civilised knowledge System collapse and he still won't acknowledge God is the saviour, studies behaviour Trying to fix the mind that he gave ya Stiff-necked scholars on prescription meds Wishing their problems were all in their heads Moral dilemma, pride is the root Misguided from youth, heart divided from truth Egyptians and Grecians, spiritually dead Imperially led, by the gods in their head Motives and thoughts Industrial wealth Global economy, in for itself Heart full of madness, covered with kind Pleasure designed to take over your mind Furnished in godliness, painted in good This talented priesthood got real saints misunderstood While classes in government, set up the veil And cultivate minds for more mythical tales Typical Hollywood follies good girl While vice and corruption take over the world Motives and thoughts Check your motives and thoughts Blind with the wickedness deep in your heart Modern day wickedness is all you've been taught Lied to your neighbours, so you get ahead Modern day trickery is all you've been fed Motives and thoughts Check your motives and thoughts

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Just beyond the black iron fence a haze settles on a parking lot lit with the ghastly orange glow of the old street lamps that tower like rusted butlers. I crack my window and billow a gray cloud that swirls amongst a ***** mist. The butlers’ bulbs buzz mechanically. The fog grows thicker. Amidst it the parking meters take shape of metal tombstones, pale in the darkness beyond the glow. I wonder how they died— they beneath the tombstones. This place—this city, have you— boils to the brim with people, with so many recipes for tragedy; it’s no wonder they put tombstones in parking lots.

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Dec 16, 2014

Dec 16, 2014 at 5:03 PM UTC

alexander-dvorshock

Untitled

Just beyond the black iron fence a haze settles on a parking lot lit with the ghastly orange glow of the old street lamps that tower like rusted butlers. I crack my window and billow a gray cloud that swirls amongst a ***** mist. The butlers’ bulbs buzz mechanically. The fog grows thicker. Amidst it the parking meters take shape of metal tombstones, pale in the darkness beyond the glow. I wonder how they died— they beneath the tombstones. This place—this city, have you— boils to the brim with people, with so many recipes for tragedy; it’s no wonder they put tombstones in parking lots.

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We live in an industrial jungle with manufacturing animals. We started this society with no end. We are in a program with no goal. water died and dissolved into dead presidents. Plaster replaced tree barks, Wire condemned branches. Basement slaughtered the tree roots. As long as the sunset resembles dawn, The ocean reflects the sky, The night insults the day, We live in a cycle with no end.

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Apr 27, 2020

Apr 27, 2020 at 8:20 AM UTC

johnny-montano

"We"

We live in an industrial jungle with manufacturing animals. We started this society with no end. We are in a program with no goal. water died and dissolved into dead presidents. Plaster replaced tree barks, Wire condemned branches. Basement slaughtered the tree roots. As long as the sunset resembles dawn, The ocean reflects the sky, The night insults the day, We live in a cycle with no end.

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