Look at you
Ruling over the remains
So graceful
picking pockets of the dying 

Do you ever feel a single shred of shame?
Or did empathy get bypassed in your brain?

There is a special corner of hell 
for your soul

behaving
Like you are somehow immune
 your craving
For human suffering will do you in

Ruling Over The Remains

turning your back
 In hopes it goes away 
is building a debt that
 Others have to pay

There’s no cause for alarm 
I’m sure you’ll be kept from harm

what if you’re wrong 
about that fire 
When the flames are at your door
 is that the time to realise?

Living as if 
you are somehow immune 
will surely mean 
there’ll be no one to seal your tomb

Confirmation Bias

prove
thy beast be tamed
move 
thy ego mamed
prove

ever so softly
butcher
so they don't feel
the bone saw

I remember when we trusted you
some of us still bear those wounds
promised us the world and yet
all you ever bring is death

ever so softly
butcher
so they don't feel
the bone saw

beast is never satisfied
nothing ever seems to be enough

ever so softly
butcher
so they don't feel
the bone saw
as you amputate
limbs you swore you'd save

Thy Beast Be Tamed

It’s never your fault 
there’s always someone else to blame 
we didn’t consent 
 yet you expect us all to share the pointless pain

  that’s not how it works 
that’s not how it works  

your version of the truth
 is adrift 
like stranded ships heading for the rocks
And now you have to choose 
do you swim
Or hope somehow the current stops  

you never noticed 
that steady rising of the seas 
the slow erosion
 conspired against until you simply cease to be

  that’s not how it works 
that’s not how it works 

your version of the truth 
is adrift 
like stranded ships
 heading for the rocks
And now you have to choose 
do you swim
Or hope somehow the current stops

tides roll on 
earth still turns
 suns will set 
some will mourn  

there comes a day
 for some, too late
 their versions of 
the truth
came adrift

Version Of The Truth

Concentric patterns lose their shape
Eroding while the cells divide
spirits steadfast beckoning
Those who linger at the edge

And in waves we are reclaimed

And When this vessel fails
I hope that nature is revealed
Freed from the animal
Freedom from this cell

Like Rivers flowing into streams 
The Energy returns to source
The ghosts of friends and loved ones lost
Released from shackles of their flesh  

And in waves we are reclaimed

And When this vessel fails
I hope that nature is  revealed
Freed from the animal
Freedom from this cell

And when this vessel fails

(C) 2019 A Bird Shaped Nebula

Preordained 108

The eyes  
They consume
  until the full sensation
  feels full no more
   compulsion leads the way  
passionless and distant
  living pattern

I’ve carried these habits
 with me for so long  
highs vanish   perceptions damaged
 In me
 I grow numb

    headlong dive
 Into decay
 Until the stimulation
 Stimulates no more
inquisition  falls away  dogmatic and persistent  living pattern

ABirdShapedNebula

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