KornFlex

if ($mind != sane )

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echo "

An androgenic feed , scope creep , misplaced ecstasy

Failed DMT trip, isolated freak

Silent prevalence , first the mother language

Next push the child's face into the rat race

Subscribed to its thoughtless case

Catalysis of the educated mind, mistyped lunacy

Booklet of conformity ,a glassless McD

Press f1 , see who comes next

Screwed up innately , Helium found in your breath

Brought up , groomed deeply to fake

Cross multiply the gears, pull the chain

Reality is their biggest fear, rest is all the same

Clueless queens , Headless prince

Hunger feeding Kings, masturbation ATM

Economic strata is carved out of this game

Xenophobic station is online , 0.0 FM

Our grassroots were shit high on grass

Evolution of cockroach compared

A burden detailed , exposed and shared

And I wonder who the fuck really cared

Goat doing a pig , dog doing a goat ,

Pig does to itself , symbolic world's choked throat

Serial killers on the run, men with black coats

Eyes fixed on to the TV, while brother dies next door

Penicillin injection to the wisdom's score

Awareness of this , bloody genital sore !

A higher note , pluck that 5th fret

Increase the tempo by a mild and see

You'll remember what I have just said

We duly mess up every child's head

With fear of God, fear of Devil , Sex Bed

with fear of results , fear of Career

A fetal feeding of cancerous norm

That Joe father , Sally soccer Mom

Illusions engraved deep , scope creep

That freak now never sleeps

Claymation of residues , animated gif

of our opaque fallacy weeps

Servers of life crashed , goodness bandwidth sucked

We have downloaded a lot of shit ,
Now this 4.0 specie needs to embrace it ";

Why cant we just admit it ! - Maynard James

}

Median versus None

Hour hand seems to be in a race

It keeps rushing for years

I have lost my words , in search

of her face

I crave my own despise, my eternal wrath

Casted purely through a furlong

A story of a sinful child winded by oblivion

Hinted by the sense , but always weak in math

Hour hand rushes through the ages

I observe the drifting silence

Across the glowing of the city's street lights

and a daily facade , everything changes

I sometimes wonder how can emptiness

be so pure in its divine form, yet

an atrophy to the living soul , for those

for some , for me and at times for none

Hour hand smiles at my fate

And whispers reality in its cold touch

She was everything once

Now her dreams echoes while I fade

A vague understanding of the past ,

But true to the innerself in the present

This fading soul prays for her best

In my own silent ways across the forlorn corners

I still pray for your best.

Route 66

It picks up through the rags once left,

Cold , unattended ,withered by the rusting red

Scabs of nothingness left for nothing except decay

Lying on the corner of a misplaced way

That eats the thought , kills the pain

Numbs the will , scarves the sane

A place far from black of the words

And bright of the day

Miles passed , not a tear that covers the face

Where did those smiles go, left without a trace

Now theres nothing but a silent pain to embrace

Between the years and a time that swayed

Walls scratched , diaries burned ,

Contorted conclusions , all pages lie unturned

Miles after miles of stark emptiness lying on its way

And a soul that walks through it all day

It resonates through these grayed everglades

An unasked breathe that slowly fades

A senseless message that the nervous system passes

All through the day , without a meaning , without a say

It kills the feeling ,kills the play

Reminding that this wrath is here to stay

A picture of a life that none can possibly portray

I sketch the dawn of all that went away. . .