#154 – Consistency

I, The son of a man Who as a slave serves his god as he can. Inconsistent. One God, and no more. I, The child of tradition Infested and seeping with hate. Spurring into dereliction The decrepit faith of our ancestors. And I, The God of none Who as a slave is serving myself. Consistent. No Gods, not even one. … Continue reading #154 – Consistency


#153 – Leviathan

The sovereign come, The sovereign be. Of all men and women which doth make me. Sword and crosier to exercise my right, I am made of peasants and noble folk. No rebellion, no civil fights To be had, because the people are my yoke.

#150 – The subjective inversion

I work through history In order to reverse all values, To invert justice to unjust But still remain just. So man can look back, Study back, step back And see no one controls him But himself. Inventing what he follows, He leads the way.

#149 – Shell

I've witnessed the generations decaying in their open grave. I've wondered upon the profoundest truths and lies. I've wandered being everything in life, but the slave. I've waited for the kingdom from the skies. And it seems to me That all that can be Is united in the element of 'we', But we find it hard to … Continue reading #149 – Shell