53. For the World

Give away another memory moon
For the fools that lean into you
Vindicting the waste that life lays to rest.
They state that the exclusions are unto themself
But we both know that the way to go
Is into exile.

Fade away into another time and space
The way we run the race is high octane pace
The fields full of rice that we dispose of
Are the lands of the minors that shall reclaim
What is their own.
In the winter, life is so short.

Fail safe mechanism
Reclaim my own cynicism
For the world to behold.
The world claims another lover
Like an incestuous sister to brother.
It's so cold in my own private hell.

Dream the while away whilst holding
The realms of life, moulding the way
That we dreamed so long ago.
The path that we trod aeons ago
In the shallow snow
Is not our anymore.

Whilst the anchors of the void hold dear the fold
Of god given life in the hold of those they fear.
I love you not child for this is the aftermath
The feelings and reasons we proclaimed are those of Kafka.
To have loved and lost.
Explain the one true loss.

Fail safe mechanism
Reclaim my own cynicism
For the world to behold.
The world claims another lover
Like an incestuous sister to brother.
It's so cold in my own private hell.

Sleep well, child of mine
You express the end of the line.
To have and to hold
Is to be as one.
The calling of the animals outside.
To swallow our foolish pride
Is to.
Stare down the barrell of a gun.