3:45 in the morning

Mar 05, 2009 03:45

I miss thunderstorms... and the things that happened with them in high school. They're probably the only good thing about the AV. Thanks for the memories. And now for a poem:

We will fuck this night

Into oblivion

We will hide behind

The guise of logic and reason

With a whole world blind

By the lies of equality

We will not shy

From a caustic reality

They tell us that we are

A blossoming future

But we are by far

More like cigarette embers

Self-destructive corrosive contradictions

Vegans burning ants and catching puppies on fire

We will not be complacent

to a gender-biased society

Standing adjacent

To a mixed-race piety

'Cause they founded this city

On a monument of dicks and ribs

And they thought they could hypnotize us as kids

But we are mightier

In all our disgusting glory

Than suit-ties that wanna keep us sick,sad and horny

So throw down the gun of t-shirt activism

Cast off the garb of patriotism

And all preconceived bullshit

Like paternalistic humanism

'Cause we've forgotten that similarities are just opposing contradictions

No,

I will not apologize for vulgar grandiloquence

When the world raped us into poverty,

Allowed a class of pomp and arrogance

Hanged hope with rope and DDT

Outlawed love and eloquence

Gave us a book we had to believe

Taught us hate and avarice

Cast us off to sea

And deemed it our deliverance.

From the day we're born

We're forced to conform with what is “right”

But one day, no more

That war, is why we fight.

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