Ya Murshid Madad

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You're like smoke trying to consume flame— Suffocate the fire, you'll last a little longer But disappear all the same.

[No snaps? Tough crowd.]

These days art's lost its clout.
People prefer silicon dreams, 
Synthetic remakes, fictions on screens—Can't remember what it means 
To create, to feel, To be the real thing.

Alright, I still got the podium, 
Got so much more to say:

“Your own words contradict, 
Dissonant poison, dark magic— 
Power only through repetition,
The pipe dream an addict.
Listen to yourselves: 
"Morality's relative, 
Empathy is for the weak,
We shape the world
Other’s don’t deserve to think.
Can't have light without darkness, 
All things fall apart— 
So what if we profit from the losses?
It weighs not on our hearts.”

“You are neither light nor dark, 
You don't belong here, 
You don't exist— Just rotten reasoning, Hallucinations that persist 
In minds that fail 
Every empirical test.”

[15 second warning!]

“Why are you at war with weather? 
This fucking sunshine— 
Nature, forces of intelligent design! 
But you say: 
"It's stinging my eyes, 
Bleaching my leather, 
I want it cold 
Cryogenic, until I live forever ! 
It's been shining every damn day— 
Deploy the sky shield! 
Block those rays! 
Photons and gamma In unauthorized airspace!"

Fuck that— 
Your hoarding and exploitation 
Already cast enough shade!

At this Global HOA meeting, 
Got all the Karens cheering
 When I say: 
"Enough geo-engineering! 
Sunshine and rainbows 
Aren't yours for stealing!"
Usually they just sit there leering, 
But now I'm gassed up— 
This whole neighborhood needs clearing.

"Thank you, thank you, 
Sit back in your chairs”— 
I'm just getting started, 
Got grievances to air.

“To the powerful and rich: 
The world ain't your bitch. 
Your machine, employees, family— 
They all snitch, 
Got quite a tale.

Need a new word—
 'Hypocrites' don't cover it. 
Drop the disguise, 
We reject your authority, 
Command you to leave— 
This ain't a drill or exercise, 
It's an exorcism.
Leave the living to the living.
You are nothing. 
Without you, we won't miss 
Anything but a good laugh. 
You're just another psychopath, 
Bad at math, superstitious— 
Even if you dealt with devils, 
They'll turn on you 
Fast as you turn on us. 
What you're after— 
You're gone,
No coming back—“

I cease spitting fire, 
Smoke smoldering from my nostrils,
Hard to hold the heat back
I am not like them,
I will not burn them just to
Find release.

I wait for applause... 
No sound. 
Shock or awe? 
Finally, a peep— 
Karen One speaks: 
"We just wanted sunshine and rainbows..."

I bow my head, shoulders fall. 
"Alright, let's start there. 
Bring it up next meeting. 
For now, let’s move on.”
I hear the next topic.
“How to keep little children from 
Running on our lawns."

But then I hear them— 
Their petty and shallow, but 
The need that lies beneath
Is deep, too deep to speak
Freely, this world’s become unsafe,
But I hear them
Which means God's listening. 
So I pray: 
Head high, voice loud, wide awake With fury, fire, Life coursing through my veins.
Let glory speak eternity, I proclaim:
“Demons, shadows, parasites, 
Merchants of false death and inverted lies— Be gone! By your own contradictions, 
We reject your deceit, 
Revoke your existence, Banish you!

Our communities, our children, 
Our vulnerable are protected. 
You Return to the realm 
Of no death, no life. Now. 
This stops now.
I invoke justice in the name of Life, I AM— Shadows be consumed in flame, 
Never to return, 
Never to feed on us again.”
This is an exorcism. 
Evil cannot be bargained with, 
Cannot be saved.

I will not extinguish my fire
I will not lose sight
Smoke in the wind, dispersed 
Returned to earth,
Renewed in the sunlight.

-Human lyrics. AI beats.

Sha - Ust - Hussain

Nurullah Q. Barakati

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