Scholastic
Slavery, fantastic plans
scribbled on lines thin
as a strand of hair.
He’s our new hero.
The bloated body of
belief drifting down
a stream of urine.
Filled with the toxins
of faith, the bitterness
that comes with age.
Scavenging amongst
memories. Relishing in
joy, yet fondly
remembered by hatred.
The angst of a curious
youth, motivates those
who wish to salvage
truth from his prehistoric
pit of collective
consciousness;
until we all remember
how ill equipped we
truly are.
Contents likely to
explode under stress.
He straddles the blade,
and sits, severing his
right from what’s left.
Theorizing while
liberty dines on the
dreams of Democracy.
scribbled on lines thin
as a strand of hair.
He’s our new hero.
The bloated body of
belief drifting down
a stream of urine.
Filled with the toxins
of faith, the bitterness
that comes with age.
Scavenging amongst
memories. Relishing in
joy, yet fondly
remembered by hatred.
The angst of a curious
youth, motivates those
who wish to salvage
truth from his prehistoric
pit of collective
consciousness;
until we all remember
how ill equipped we
truly are.
Contents likely to
explode under stress.
He straddles the blade,
and sits, severing his
right from what’s left.
Theorizing while
liberty dines on the
dreams of Democracy.
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