The Black Still Of Night

Beneath this broken city lies sacrifice.
We have never given a thing to receive this punishment.
Nail your own hands through the back of your brother,
Not realizing that he has literally raped your mother.
Let the blood flow, intoxicating in it’s effects.
And eat heartily, feast upon your bread.
Simply submit and everything will be just fine.
Lay silent in your gardens.
Fear to eat the fruits of your own labor,
But fear not to eat the flesh of your neighbor.
For they are here to serve us, as they all are in your eyes.
Animal, woman, child, slave.
Almighty - creation - creator - created.
We have created you, so called father.
We are the creators.
The creationists of your existence.
Out of our own fear of security - emptiness - reality.
We have built you from nothing
Only to reduce ourselves to the very same.
We are nothing...
And with the rain came light.
Artificially cutting through the black still of night.
To let me face the words i thought i’d come to hate.
And with the storm came clockwork.
A precision way to pass our lives off as nothing short of a waste.
With shit spread across such blank walls
And our desires left shattered, strewn upon the floor.
We would burn our world at both ends of the stick
And fade away in blackened clouds.
Not knowing what we were sent here for