Saturday, May 19, 2012

Mortal God


In your closet he stands tall,
Shut in the locker, he breaths the wall
Protecting your sinister self,
He’s called when you need,
A forgiving toy when you make him bleed.

Bulky roses bound to please,
Free comes the thorn unseen
Prick the toy and find your blithe
And push the peril down the stream,
Fool’s bliss, what’s behind is unseen.

Sadist rumbles, kills the jungles,
Wishes jewels but credit fumbles.
Foreseen etiquette of the narcissist man
Balloon up but you’ll fall down,
Fractured will but ego frowns,
But for the kick you still wear crown.

Paint the success on your wall,
You fail to assess before you fall.
He helped you get there,
But you showed him your back.
He smiled and wrote there “free fall”.

He’s pulled out when you want one,
Dumped in closet, when you’re done.
The god was never there, the concept was flawed
More you used it, the more you mocked.

Your deeds get you where you are,
You attitude decides where you will be,
The God is mortal buried in brown,
He was never there but, wrote the rules down.

Primordial Hoax


Mark, Mark is in your name,
Its beauty gives the fame,
Bending with the flame, play the game.
Clean, clean in full regard,
Born to disregard,
The evolution train, with no brain.

Close, close your eyes and see,
The darkness in the sea,
Lucent showed the way, helped you be.
Grow, growing in the need,
Life was just to breed,
Survival in the game filled the greed.

Life was filled with glee,
Greed under skin of thee,
Cross the line and flee,
Don’t bow and disagree,
You evolved when you were set just free.

Hold, hold back in the tree,
The holy mystery,
Leaves not in the creed, became the weed.
High, high up in the sky,
Belief was there to lie,
Creating everything, and then rain.

Clown, clown sits in your brain,
Cloning the holy train,
No twist in the game ends the fame.
Name, name chains you to tree,
Break and set it free,
Leap and change the game, or lay bury.