NONAGON

They say that the mouse being trample by the beast
Is equally oppressed by neutrality
So I scream as I pound my fist on it hide
Break my wrist but the beast moves not an inch
You see where this is headed
Why do you stand watch?
What compels your stagnancy?
Isn’t this image enough to hook your eye?
What does it take to breathe empathy into your chest?
How can you take place in caging beauty?
We don’t care to see beyond our windows
We don’t care to see anything but our 9 to 5, oh no
The fortunate sons of the world
They are out for a midnight whirl
The rundown are yearning for scraps
Hoping crumbs fall from the kings lap
-Don’t you wonder why not to kill the king?
Of our minds and the clutch of society
To never stand in tides stirring delusion
To be wiser than turning your cheek until death
Do you see where this is headed?
Or just my gold watch?
What drives your existence?
Good health must mean that it’s fucking fine
Defection
You spit in the face of it all
Rejection
Of anything that isn’t lies or cheap
I guess the thought doesn’t meet most
Most are pissing in the wind
Paving strife for others
We’re such slaves to convention
You see where this is headed
Why do you stand watch?
What compels your stagnancy?
Isn’t this image enough?
What does it take to breathe empathy into your chest?
How can you take place in caging beauty?
This system is a serrated edge
We will sever until there nothing left
Can we find justifying ends to tie the means?
Or do we wait until bombs swipe our slate clean?