If we are all born to Die,
And when we Die, people Cry,
Yet we are predetermined to eternally fry,
deep in the Depths of Hell.
What business do We have keeping Well?
simply just to ring our own bell?
To put off this damnation
is simply procrastination,
Give in to the extermination,
and your ultimate obliteration.
But these beliefs may prove False
so don’t make them deal with the loss
with someone so good as you
its never to late to Start your life Anew
When the result is Success,
How can I be Wrong,
And How can there be Progress
If we Never change the Song?
How can Someone See
If their Eyes are Halfway shut,
And How can something Be
If it’s throat is Always Cut?
What makes Good,
And What makes Bad,
If Holy-men Killed, would
Criminals be Sad?
If there were no Bloodshed
Then Nations could Not Rise,
And How could Trees Grow
If Nothing ever Dies?
Lubricity and Deviance
Metastasize like a Cancer,
A Mournful,
Blissful Grievance
Smiling with
the Answer
Original Poetry 