Storm Warning
Closer now
closer than we’ve ever been
as tyrannies anthem
drive us all insane
Closer now
closer to the grand genocidal of our history
this screaming civilian
barters a blood transfusion for economy
So much closer now
the dark slaughterhouse of all our love
it’s comedy of save me, sell me, give me, have me, sold me in security
is a tax relief to start a family
There’s a distant rumble undefinable
shuddering through those warning hairs
collide the squawking geese of nightmares
a breath upon the neck of fear
So much closer now
closer than we’ve ever been
as the glorious dirge of automaton
silences everyones scream
Closer than we’ve ever been
to the inglorious, vainglorious goal
A storm warning wails its danger pitch
vaccine needles drip, drip by drip by infant drip
into the dark age of the human soul
into the dead ends deadlock
So close now
so very close
a strangers breath hot upon the neck
whispers in a nightmare
“ don’t worry, you really don’t have anything to fear ”
Copyright © Colin Mitchell Williams | Year Posted 2017
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