Pleasant Losing World

Pleasant Losing World

Whirlwinds rushing through the inside of me

Constantly

Like time

Time itself

Lest forgotten

Swindle stumble

I want to open the doors to prosperity

In starvation of affection

You need to fill each other’s buckets

Staggering over night

My morning missing you

I haven’t felt like this in a while

Cold collected

You could suffer a hundred years without finding grace

Feedback scrambled mornings

Question your eyes

Question your eyes

Question your eyes

Surprise surprise

Listen closely to the sound of her

Heartbeat

Heart cry

Heart ache

Heart warming

Earth warming

Earth warning

Earth in lack of love

Our soils have cancer

Trotted on by parasites

Now it’s hopeful to live

Finding disgrace within is hopeless

Toxic and backhanded fools forgot how to sail

Layer upon lair

Where doom sits to laugh

Rotting perched grins are sour

Plotting their greed by the hour

Get paid and got served

Words are missing

Like hissing snakes in the rain

Junk never dies

Never and ever

White lies are standing tall

In thrones of sorrow and grief

Money talks, walks and loves to kill

Money talks, walks and loves to kill

Crashing through front door economies

Pleasant losing world

Content with hollow objects

A vase for a face

A vessel for a rose

Sundown psychotic cloud talk

Missing trash night

Breakfast for dinner

Sly sleeved sleaze sees

Internet for two please

Mirror my eyes

You will see no different

Mirror my eyes

You will see no different

Baritone saxophone drowning my thoughts with a saturated left behind remembrance of child's play

Day by day the night cloak swings

Best off with an altered state

Numbing weeks

Dirty bed sheets

No more cigarettes left to smoke

Swallowed my emotions and began to choke

Left hook

Right hook

Uppercut

Jab

A beatdown occurred

Forever searching

Yet to grasp desire is to hold fortunes flame

Left with a burn to remain the same

For all desire sits under skin

From a world side view

Seen from within

Re-invent our inside-out condition

Release the flood gates

Let the people spill through

We won’t be here much longer

World upside-down

Seminars of misfits

Bullet blood

Lost in the fog

With lessons to learn

Sleep now fossils of tradition

Awoken eyes

Missed the tram

Late for work

Dead to the world

This upside-down world

Ancient dying priest

For now is for childs play

Labels loathing

Pulling down

Constricted

Confined

Con man

Confidence in humanity to fail

Vast plains of consciousness

Slipping through grasping hands

To serve the world

Born into responsibility

We are responsible

I am responsible

Stuck

Between misogynistic hot-headed money lovers

The boy with his blinds shut

Jesters and jokers

In royal thrones in which are never questioned

Lost history

Lost generations

Lost for our rights

Wronged for our creation

Women aren’t protected

For tradition is the poison

People aren’t protected

For tradition is the poison

To be wedded to a statue

Or locked between the walls

Of what’s meant to be a home

Not these prison beated floors

Anger riddled men

I am sick

Sick of these men who are tricked

In to anger riddled eyes

Where you don’t get out alive

I am sick

For I hold what is true

Not this disrespectful shit

That throws humanity in the blue.

Humanity in the blue

In the gloom

Confronted with kingdoms of manipulation

Systems of divide and conquer

Shadows drape from brutal fortresses

And refract from the dreary eyes plastered against the concrete

Decaying from the hum-drums of the human condition

Always in search of something they’re already holding

No room for change

For fear sits near