Pixzen

Friday, October 14, 2022

We looped ourselves around

falling apart we joined tribes

in desperation we pretended

that everything would be okay

pacified with bribes

we figured we'd win this way

Satan has dementia

rambling anger

meaningless words

meant to divide

feeding despair

the world over

Make no mistake

we're governed by animals

always ready to strike

There's so much more

than what meets the eye

empty we connect

becoming one

Politicians

worthless headaches

cancers to society

filled with deceit and lies

here to take freedom away

Even music

suffers a decline

possibilities set aside

descending into noise

Blogger seems to be dying.

Just like all Google products.

This could end up being my last post.

Pushed out by the world.