An Unwillingness To Try

-An Unwillingness To Try-
by Keaton Foster
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Ruptured
Capsules
Unholy vessels
Carcasses
Only death
Will become us
But for now
We are alive
Stoically posing
Buck naked atrocities
Such sexual deviants
Not a single orifice will be safe
Always impregnated with ideas
We labor to ultimately give birth
The gestation period
Has become far too long
Instead of given birth to life
We further hemorrhage our beliefs
Down upon the alter of humankind
Down upon the unclean floor
That separates us from our ways
And the price that must be paid
As soon as we are complete
Another comes and does the same
A stagnant pool of refuse has formed
Further sullying our world
And staining our minds
Leaving each and every one of us
With an unwillingness to again try
Our numbers dwindle
As our populations expands
We have become copies of lesser copies
Indistinguishable from the last batch
Highly noticeable
Unlikely obtainable
To those who will come
Long after the cycle is done
We are the breeders of dead ideas
And the dreamers of irrational fears
We can’t escape our past
Even if we had no hand in it
Personal responsibility
Has become an afterthought
Only if we get caught
Do we turn
Only if we are to be judged
Does concern fill our hearts
Other than that
It’s pretty much fuck em all
And let God sort out the mess
Let his will be the way to darkness
Let his hand caress the back of our neck
After we have done all that we can
To make our own happy go lucky mistakes
I’m not saying we are punching kittens
But we are sure as hell kicking old dogs
We are sure they deserve what they are getting
Almost as sure as we are that we are not
An unwillingness to try
There is the downfall of man
The crux of our hearts and minds
Sure there are those few
Those holier than thou
Those who will be front row
For the greatest show never to come
This madness will never be undone
But rather shifted in ways
That will come to not include us
This world is old, and we are young fools
God above is eternal, and we are not
Our ideas are all that will ever remain
But as above mentioned
The gene pool has become quite stagnant
The process of copies is not gonna cut it
Purity is now the rarity
And what’s rare does not survive
This may of course all sound crazy
And aspects of it quite certainly are
But the core of the idea
Proudly born out of wedlock
Shows a willingness to try
For how much longer is unclear
For what reasons is equally opaque…



An Unwillingness To Try
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2014.