Into The Night, Hell Is Just To The Right

I look out upon the lies concealed by the lack of light, who can not hear the buoyancy of muffled cries in the night. This stillness in the winds oh stinging heat from within, as people shuffle by each other hope! belongs to a another. Heedless harden-hearts foolish fallacies in delusional fantasies, revealing the rot…Read more Into The Night, Hell Is Just To The Right

Communities Unity With Dignity

Those who would fail to admit the chorus in the fears of admonishment, angelic voices of the mind building pyramids of lies as their monument. Careless calls on the wind converse in cadence, unemphatic impatience, those eloquent embellishments in the keystrokes of life's computations. Falling on deaf ears screeching crows the wolf cries the truth…Read more Communities Unity With Dignity

Shop To You Drop When Dead You’ll Stop

I have felt the backlash of this accusation, our current cultural consumption defying adaptation. A simple concept lacking proper appreciation, calamity! our creation, this devastation our participation. Our toxic emissions praying to a corporate religion, giving us the fossil fuel blues while the gray water ooze. EPA lacking commitment but not to industries resentment, we…Read more Shop To You Drop When Dead You’ll Stop

Lust Shame! And Sin, You Burn Under My Skin

My lust cries out to your scent upon the wind,you failed to give in, you burn under my skin. Your demands your bold my pride l fold, I demand to come in, you burn under my skin. Your eyes they tease, on my knees I say please, you are my sin! you burn under my…Read more Lust Shame! And Sin, You Burn Under My Skin

You Can’t Win In The Devil’s Den

It's concealed by the night, your treachery still in sight with this gruesome grin welcome in, to the devil's den. Your screams and perspiration! this stink of desperation now you'll pay for your sins, the next stop! the devil's den. Yes you vile little creature, who would con Mother Teresa, for doing anything just to…Read more You Can’t Win In The Devil’s Den

Emotional Stance Apocalyptic Advance

In real world domination, deception devising the truth in perception's declining aggression, we’ve reached that point in time where the under pinning of mankind is in need of reflection, will we suffer with no exceptions. I bear the cross that is mine, I to feel that salvage beast in the passing of time. Your fears will…Read more Emotional Stance Apocalyptic Advance