The concubine

Shape shifter

The concubine
Man corrodes,
Rusting as towers crumbles,
Society fixated on wealth and power,
Industry and success, false ideals-
Our honors, shall lead to self sacrifice,
They mean nothing, our struggle,
And prepare we must-
Ignorant text regurgitated,
We drink it like alcohol,
Drunk off our own innocence,
Hallucination,
Dancing like misled puppets,
Lynched upon rotten strings-
Our ancestors rot,
Man, a failed experiment-
Tribulations of hatred and desevration,
Laughter from the heavens,
Convulsions of our christ, the shape shifter-
Hope-
Perverting purity and innocence,
He is the shape shifter
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