upon the arrival of the blinding sun
the earth drops thankfully into a rapid darkness
descending into the orbit of another godless mindset
obscenely unaware of a moral genocide
bleeding wounds reduced to cut scenes
unecessary in comparison to exponentially more
than the mind can handle and thus intake
at a rapid fire of the mouth and deaden of the heart
hope cries from a mutilated world
trapped in a cage hammered of denial and lust
for another human's life, or the lack of it
as if that would be the answer.
Fallen Too Far
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/do-not-cry-loved-one-the-earth-is-almost-over/
