terça-feira, 25 de janeiro de 2022

coffee stains

 hear hear, they have found a way to kill the sun

alongside the frenemy that pierced the heavens

betrayed our principles and assassinated our logistics

came and dined at our table and slept with our spouse

in a mighty rouse, silver tongue and decadent risks


to just get what I can take away

a piece of new anew renew close to my heart

clear the words stuck on my throat 'fraid it caught on

regurgitated desire a tall tale left trailing like a donkey's tail

stubborn and foolish drowns at the well on the fairytale

decapitaded on Monday, a cursed day for utter pointless reasons

those that leave home willingly and still resent the merry crushed berry

they don't even like jam and yet the music tune lingers

haunting ear drums out of their depth: never alone 


afraid of fear

waiting to come down 

mocking the ground

 

up here we are safe, closer to the cosy mercy of the sun

doesn't take a fancy of genial inclination to be spent

and trilled by the sights uphill what wonders

and mysteries are resolved by splendor and distractions

raised stakes and burned testaments playing devils advocate

 a species scopes potential: controlled mutation

 

heroes death are stories foretold granted all along

they are bodies to the crematory either way

poor, sane or grey skinned

battle fit or white flag carrier 

only those that bare scars truth be told

are left behind, broken and bent

beyond repair, war a loom

greed the feet hard stuck on the pedal

calibrated to eternity the cost all blood on earth

as just as long as it misses Me

by all means set fire to the passions of old

outside of the corners of my desires

is the dragged skid marks of what I am

tyre reused, belongings of my parents

shown or lack of, it does not matter now

personal duty fucks me up over what I should do

to become a better human since society dictates

I should be something that not a mixed race man. 

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