Stranded vessels

Have we forgotten tomorrow?
To live in the day?
Your ego cages
Like rats, we're put on display
hidden leaping
over walls of our own making
Freedom? HA!
you'll never know
because you ignore
the burning of the soul
come on, it's time to go
This vessel is stranded
as is his/her soul

The dogs have ripped
The flesh from my bone
And I'm naked, reborn
into a life, one that's known
Death seems but a trip
for me a time of sleep
for you, a chance to escape

The time has come
to live out life
The flesh cries out
I want it now!
In a world of violence and bigotry
How can I live knowing
of the places, the love
of wives and babies
various others, like almost famalies
The poet is life everlasting
But I feel like I'm falling
into a hell of my own creating
Is it real?
Am I real or just a scene
in, what Gods movie
So obscene
While the facist pigs
piss and moan
of all things natural
I think I'm finally dying suffocated
by repression, rejection, and realization
that thousands want who they think is me
in their beds in the cages of darkness
the words won't come to
the poet who aims to please
but there's only 2 who's love and flesh I seek