photo from Pexels by artist Rachel Claire
a poem by Joshua Brown
Fucking little demons
Why do they torment me
When I wake up to sun
They survive the night
They will to live beyond
Their demented parents
I will to live and childlike
The video game wander
Creeps me the fuck out
As I see women ungrown
Behold the world sin
Against their own eye
These pretend violence
In holy war pyre raised
Angry demons scripted
A nuclear family
A nuclear reaction
Atom splitting free
There was no father
For to have a father
Was to be murdered
The sea swallowed
As the Virgin Mary
Cried out in Greek
This is not a drill
No bombs just abandon
Script rejected to desert
Choices made by man
Who refuses to choose
Or perceive choice yet
By women
And we watch quietly
As we shout angrily
Camouflaging humanity
In demonic profanity
Reeing against power
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