Luna in 234 pisces

Full cor’
Moon

Itching
Lightly in dark chambers
Like dying popcorn
Overlooked

In so many others
Filled with sighs of porn
And sly lies instantly cooked
Echoing
Israel
And its

God following mob
Of
Sheep
Warshipping their shepherd
Diligently
By
The
KILL
“Those human animals
That vermin
The evil monsters”
Penetrating their bodies
With bullets or metal stakes
Burning their offspring
Burying the living human race
Once
Twice
Three times

Eye quitted

Counting

The dying

Of present
Explaining the horrors of the past

Rivers and lakes
Meadows, trees and grass
Fields
Dying of poisons
Dropped by the dead birds

And honeybees

Made of metal

Hollow

Resembling

Mine very own heart

Blown apart
Caressing gingerly
A tiny shadow
Coiled in the depths
Of one cot

Asking
“Why…
Why don’t I love you,
love”

He didn’t move
Neither did his breath change
Entangling the dead thought
With the pure trust
Of one
Single
Heartbeat

Sensing the world
Of numb

Losing their freedoms
Their memories
Their minds
Their patience
Their dignity
Their cool
Turning their tales of evolving spirit
Into a mirror image
That of a goon
Being content

With everything

For the elderly were flooding the streets
As beggars
And those
Who sweep
Sweep!

Weeping for others

Dying in accelerated rates
Babies being used
And abused
Just like rats

By the snakes

Leaving the millions
To be still bombarded
Murdered
Butchered
Brainwashed
Lied to

On daily bases

Yes, wildlife was silently disappearing

To make the time
Therefore space

Of official
Artificial
Y O U TH
AkA

DUMB

-…have people really changed so much? Did the evolution take a south turn, morphing into devolution?
-No🙂 Truth is we can’t change. That’s the curse of this holly gift…