How can i feel lamentation for the affliction covering these boggish lands?
How can mourning be a way to express my disgust for the thing we became?
Witness the fallacy that victimized man to circumstances beyond our control
Observe how pleasures feast on ego controlling the unsatisfied feeble norm
Why strive to establish compromised regimens that exist to deprecate and favor exploitation through despicable actions
Still baffled by the lack of cognizance and delirium based conscience of this catatonic world
For how many people is life denied.
Potential for mutual growth and acceptance outweighted by delusional skewed and privileged prespectives
We've been trapped classified and marginalized
Slaves to vices phony pursuits and puny desires
Can't even face myself with no doubt in my fucking eyes.
Born ill fated?
Forged to obey?
No one can stop the dirge