As the Cockroaches Flee
As the cockroaches flee,
Do you feel like a god?
Or do you squirm in your skin,
And let primal urges win?
Benevolence, for a thing of ill repute
Malevolence, for a thing of beauty
Built from the carrion of creation
Built from the decay of a nation
As the cockroaches flee,
Do you feel like a God?
The power of creativity
Held in palms fiercely,
As t...
Friday 24th November 2023 7:21 am
Hoard Your Wealth!
Hoard your wealth!
Hoard your wealth!
They cry
"For one day it will diminish
By my hands and my great image"
Though not said so kindly
Though not said so slyly
Hoard your wealth!
Hoard your wealth!
They cry
You scurry through your life,
with turmoil
Dithering away,
as they collect crude oil.
They take your resources,
your precious stones...
Wednesday 22nd November 2023 3:13 pm
The Want for Nothing
The want for nothing
Thursday, 09 November 2023
11:02
I want for nothing of this world
The grandeur and riches are unappealing.
The delicacy and deliciousness are unappetising.
Wealth turns to ashes in your mouth as you fathom,
The complete idiocy of the system that has become unfathomable.
I want for nothing of THIS world
Nature has turned against us
...Thursday 9th November 2023 12:04 pm
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