Human Disgust

© By Nefris Palacios

AnguishInternal ScarsFear of what's been createdThe lifeless heartHeld in the palm of my handA gentle rubOnly provokes meAs the fury builds upGasping for airThese torn lungsHave been misusedCurious of what or whomHad the perfect ideaOf creating suchAn imperfection

Identity

© By Alexxander Ouellette

Eccentricity clouded by establishment
The clock chimes
A man's worth measured in nickels and dimes
Originality and Creativity condemned by establishment
The pendulum swings past
Life moves fast

Reality blurred by distorted perception
Controlled by that which establishment decrees
Limitations not real only forced upon us by their own inception
Bound by ideology
Never set free
As the sun rises in the morn
A Child is born

Eccentricity clouded by establishment
The clock chimes
A man's worth measured in nickels and dimes
Originality and creativity condemned by Establishment
The pendulum swings past
Life moves much too fast

Achievement defined by wealth and power
A man struggles to find reality
Even in his final hour
Struck by grievous infirmity
Failed in life due to infertility
The sun sets quicker than it ever did rise
Man is lonely in life as he is in demise