The End Of Love

I had a dream in which I was personally witness to the wars and massacres around the world, to the bloodstained greed and lust backing these atrocities, to the races spewing hate against hate while labeling themselves “victim,” to the injustices against women and by women, to the young men who are left affected with…

Generations On Notice Everywhere

When God truly tires of our travesties spitting in the face of Love The wars. The deceit The starving in the street. The pain we inflict to profit from the sick. Ignoring need. Inexhaustible greed. The laughter while others die. Indifference shown to those who weep as they say goodbye. When God truly tires Those…

As Simple As It Gets

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Change Unavoid

We are more divided than ever. A world split by race, creed, politics, greed. A people driven by fear into cycles of madness and lack of sense, lack of love. Perhaps this is the reason we are destined to destroy our world for the sake of ourselves. If global ruin is what is needed to…

Andromeda

The decision to watch television shows that I once enjoyed is a tough one. On the one hand, I could go back and affirm why I loved a show so much, as was the case with the bad but good Cleopatra 2525 and the delightfully cheesy Mortal Kombat: Conquest. On the other hand, there’s a…

Advent

I didn’t lose faith in humanity, humanity robbed me of faith shard by shard rhyme by rhyme time by time year to year month to month week to week day by day hour by hour minute by minute I was made to stray as they crushed my hope, as they bent my will away, person…

Today

The dead have no place among the living, among crumbling sunrises setting below elusive horizons seeking a desperate end to a day repeated in infamy. They celebrate for the novelty it brings the unreflective, raised in outstretched glory, not seeing how far they’ve come, only how far they want to go, not slowing down long…

No Win

In the middle of the night I received such a fright, awakened by a ghost, cliché at first sight. He thought it a crime as I screamed in rhyme so he told me to stop so I did. He led me on a path on which I skipped, a path with no ups, only downs,…