Tuesday, June 6, 2017

Phonetic Rage

Photo by BreakingTheWalls from Pixabay

A silent desperation
in an endless flight
and all the fumes blaze
in my head
upon infinite melancholy
intertwined with bliss.
Political intervention
upon my home land
and all the roots engraved
in my head
with forlorn-enveloped thoughts
with no flux.
A wilted skin on this rock I’ll be
defying the vigorous prophecy
that our pugnacious predecessors
implemented.
It’s a dope-death-defying-rattle-your-ass show
and all our leaders will mummify
those dirty philanderers-rippers
with fake morals.
Like Lucifer and Gabriel
I will serve my role
even if there is no murder or love
or no ken.
Kinetic energy I’ll be
and loving rage phonetics I’ll sing
upon the delusions of grandeur
until my breathless unknown days.

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