Poetry? You decide.

I’m a high flyin’ zephyr with a crim of ecstasy,
I was procreated from the tarp of harmony,

I’ve been temporarily cursed in space,
The one who’ll win this cosmic race.

            ’The greedy ageless will see,
            in their blind reality,
            inebriated pain from me. 

Watch out now, they’re mastering reality,
Got no time to produce the ‘will to be,’
Karma erased from their psyches,
They’re gonna beg, and beg me please:

            ‘Save our deplorable sons,
            drenched in your path visions,
            for they are the beguiled ones!’

Their pleas I will not embrace,
Until their kind has been effaced,

I’ve been temporarily cursed in space,
The one who’ll win this cosmic race.

4 Responses to “Poetry? You decide.”

  1. Kyra Says:
    September 17th, 2008 at 1:17 pm

    Genocide poetry or sci-fi lyricism? Not sure if that’s what this is but I really like it. Will need to go back and read it a few more times…

  2. James Says:
    September 18th, 2008 at 1:25 am

    Hi, I found your blog on this new directory of WordPress Blogs at blackhatbootcamp.com/listofwordpressblogs. I dont know how your blog came up, must have been a typo, i duno. Anyways, I just clicked it and here I am. Your blog looks good. Have a nice day. James.

  3. Wig Says:
    September 22nd, 2008 at 3:04 pm

    unfortunatly…yes

  4. David Mazure Says:
    September 22nd, 2008 at 6:04 pm

    James: Thanks!

    Wig: Now, sing it to the tune of Search and Destroy by the Stooges.

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