A collective canceled thought
The last resort
Unstable men explain death to a drowned infant
I’ve seen a thousand pictures produce no words
We live in times absurd
Lines are blurred
Between what it means to be human
Tides no longer recede
But we keep consuming
Cops keep shooting
Destine to be our own undoing
The intellect diluted
Logic in ruins
We are pursuing means to an end
Hard to defend textbook sociopaths
Arsenals amassed aimed at our weakest
Times at their bleakest produce the strongest
Collective strength is harnessed
In our female partners
Mothers and daughters
We are shown no quarter
The blind only follow orders
Confined within imagined borders
Thirst can’t be quenched with stagnant waters
As the masses slaughtered
They factor dollars
They made the profits (prophets) martyrs
Only hope our seeds are smarter