Ideology Me Not Me

Unidentified my world
this push and shove battalion
take from them and leave them broken

Crassly ridiculed by viral industries
black blood automaton
the throwaway plagues of economy

Enemies arduous in pestilence promise
digital demons disposable to pay the fist
take from my brothers and leave my sisters bereft

Born to breath into not my world
the grit pitiful distance between unity
as miseries tourniquet mocks all of us belligerently

From innocent eyes to haunted heart
a misplaced paradigm of sentience
concocts for idiots the demons ideology

For a lifetime the world of not me
my rebellions soaked in propaganda
liberties plasticidal warrior
take my brothers
take my sisters
and suffocate their orchestra

And all the more the cruelty shall reap
the intoxications of biles inaction
and rejoice in the cursed ideology of demons

Unrecognized my world of human
compassions every degree shall embrace every soul
and with the quill of love a future transcribed 
by heavenly scribe in the ink of life
is written for our children
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Capitano Avatar
February 3, 2017 at 8:28 AM
A dark yet hopeful walk through the valleys of mindless consumerism and war. Pray for our children. Way to go colin.
Williams Avatar
February 12, 2017 at 7:08 AM
Thank you Phil, much appreciated.
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