#thoughtsandprayers

The common brutality

Of a civilized society

It not lost upon me

It’s there for all to see

There for all to know

Yet all they do is enjoy the show

 

Feeding off the drama

Forgetting karma

Living in the agony

Glorifying the infamy

 

One or a thousand fall

The number matters little at all

Just another day

Just another story

Blazing across in its 1080 glory

A true testament to the God we pray

 

The god of violence

Who bestows the everlasting silence

The peace of the grave

To the old and the young

The weak and the the strong

Be they a coward or brave

The GOD of death

Whom we meet with our last breath

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Scum

Life is nothing more than a drama

Found by siblings from a different mama

They want to connect

I deflect

They seek a little brother

I seek not to be another

My thoughts on the father that never was

Only more validated by the news

A lifetime of ill will

A hate that grows still

Will not allow myself

To seek them out

For my memories of the sperm donor

Will only shatter their truth

With the proof

That the father they knew

Was nothing more than

The kind of scum

One scrapes off your shoe

In The Ground

In the ground

That’s where you’ll be found

Six feet down

And I stand here trying to contain the sound

 

Of my laughter

Knowing your burning in the hereafter

As they speak trying to make your life sound meaningful

And had a soul, oh how beautiful

 

Your death was long overdue

And everyone knew

Everyone is crying

Yet I’m the only one smiling

With a heart that glows

As your corpse decomposes

 

They won’t admit what is true

Their glad you’re dead

And in their heads

They know you knew