Miasma Ripening
by Odin Roark
The chaff of greed
Feeds the consumer-compost,
While urban disquietude
Marches in lockstep.
Decomposition rages…
Choked roads of sunbaked gridlock,
Spider web into house upon house,
Creating cubic-waste upon cubic-waste,
Richer,
Poorer,
Fancier,
Shittier.
Drive by Reality…
Poor eye the rich,
Rich eye endless wants,
Avarice-bloated ticks of debt
Cruise side by side,
Beamers in the middle lanes,
Teslas in the fast lanes,
Phony nails,
Phony tans,
Corporate coffee,
Frilly coffee,
Strip mall yoga,
Storefront Scientology,
Think it…
You can buy it.
“Parade” the operative word…
As flesh and blood window-mannequins
Masquerading as humans,
Bedeck themselves in ugly clothes,
Garish clothes,
Supplied by the ever-surging China.
Just as toxic denial continues,
So too the enslavement’s rising stench,
Its ripening enticement lingering,
Its seductive aftertaste addictive,
Oh, so addictive.
Categories:
shittier, philosophy,
Form: Free verse
Lets hijack project pegasus and fly to Mars,
To build a new life out amongst the stars.
Religion and governance can stay on earth,
Structured society will be given, the widest berth.
Free from all these constrictions placed upon us,
When the sun is setting, I might see Uranus.
I'm off to live on the 4th rock from the sun,
Cos earth kinda sadly, leaves me numb.
I would imagine earth, is by far much prettier,
but debt and struggle make it appear much shittier!
We have lost the meaning of pure humanity,
Consumed by greed and much depravity!
Which drags us down much more than gravity.
Where are these places that our "leaders?!" want to lead us?
Who conjures these lies, they want to feed us?
And when did our species change it's name?
Was it when the illuminati began their game?
Changing us from a human being
Moulding us into a human doing!
With their debt between our teeth, that we can't stop chewing!!
©John-Ovan.P.Hull
Categories:
shittier, adventure, angst, travel,
Form: Dramatic Monologue