Such Fallacy As This
Such Fallacy As This
There is nothing but the obvious,
For from the obvious we’re born,
No more heroes,
No more true delinquents,
Just distasteful decomposing memes
With visions that tease a humanity
Bereft of skills!
Should we care,
Should we dare dream
That feelings remain
Intact after the keel haul,
Are we, like those we pay passing
Privilege of comment, dead before
The whip?
Some still afford the fight,
While other’s beckon the dew -
Rise above, make crisp the Earth
On Hallowed ground,
This Day,
The grave diggers affectations be relentless,
His philosophy far extending the righteous
And pious of clerks who write the
Thoughts of God,
And how grandiose we be,
When all that’s proven be our lies,
Still,
We believe because as human
We have no choice,
Yet, how liberating it is
To tell the Lord to fuck off.
Michael J Waite 6th of October 2016.