18+ A longer, flow poem about my view of people in a way meant to hit heard. |
-Faces Plenty- by Keaton Foster Disparaging Discrepancies Wicked Inconsistencies Ridiculous Hypotheses Faces plenty One The same Alive The grave In between Living Thus existence Carbon copies Of others copies On top of copies To the enth degree Infinity squared Monothematic Mash ups Plastered Shafted Rehashed In your face Take that Suck it WTF it Faces plenty Some ugly A few Beautiful Eye The beholder Time A dysfunctional disorder Dyslexic Origami Reindeers Like rabbits Swans Like kittens Always patterns Thus shapes missing Meaning There is none The rest In between Meat For the grinder Victims To be preyed upon Flayed open Exposed What's inside Rudimentary organs Passages of life Narrows of death Food for insects Fuel for the flame To be Ashes upon the wind See me Those brave few Scream Ignorance ignored Calamity adored Faces plenty All of it Unsanitary Infectious A bio hazard Lacking containment It will spread From one To every next All shall die All shall fall There is no cure Never meant to be God The father of the sky Oh is he wise He knows each of us His flock His right hand Upon the cock Of the world Creationism The ultimate sin Talk back Get plowed Stand up Get shafted Fight for something Feel the wrath Of his everything Faces plenty One and the next Every set of eyes See's Every mind Finds belief In what Not a clue Maybe that God You know The one Of the sky The one In which I speak Or maybe Another The pagan host Of this charade A deity that I Don't really know It's not my party I'm not in the crowd I offer nothing to those Who stand before me Vanilla faxcimilies Of others once existed Boring diatribe Wisely spoken By a real nut job Three shades to the left What's unfair To me is squared In a world Full of round holes Faces plenty Not just an idea Not just a way But rather an identity To which Many of us You Cannot relate... Faces Plenty Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2014. |