02-19-2015, 07:34 AM
Obscurity, my god,
with grey hair,
grey skin, and grey lips,
with fluid flesh,
composed of some iron
sludge, you intervene.
When all is black and white,
and heretics raise extremest flags,
when parties exist on the edges of a deep rift,
you lay connections and craft a new fused mission.
For, as the world displays itself like two eyes,
connected at their base
yet separated by many inches and a prominent nose,
you prompt its people to remember their basis,
behind the nasal protrusion that divides them.
Yet, I fret regarding your increasing role,
rolling men and women into an overly cohesive ball of gunk,
creating one group, one bumpy sphere.
Issues are now convoluted beyond comprehension.
Obscurity, my god, you compromise too often,
you have faltered through over-prudence, and
returned the globe to globes, and the mass to masses.
Revised Version:
Obscurity, my god,
with grey hair,
grey skin, and grey lips,
with fluid flesh,
composed of some iron
sludge, you intervene.
When all is black and white,
and heretics raise extremest flags,
when parties exist on the edges of a deep rift,
you lay connections and craft a new fused mission.
As the world displays itself like two eyes,
connected at their base
yet separated by many inches and a prominent nose,
you prompt its people to remember their basis,
behind the nasal protrusion that divides them.
I fret your increasing role,
rolling men and women into an overly cohesive ball of gunk,
creating one group, one bumpy sphere.
Issues are now convoluted beyond comprehension.
Obscurity, my god, you compromise too often,
you have faltered through over-prudence, and
stifled diversity: changing the globes to a globe, and the masses to a mass.
with grey hair,
grey skin, and grey lips,
with fluid flesh,
composed of some iron
sludge, you intervene.
When all is black and white,
and heretics raise extremest flags,
when parties exist on the edges of a deep rift,
you lay connections and craft a new fused mission.
For, as the world displays itself like two eyes,
connected at their base
yet separated by many inches and a prominent nose,
you prompt its people to remember their basis,
behind the nasal protrusion that divides them.
Yet, I fret regarding your increasing role,
rolling men and women into an overly cohesive ball of gunk,
creating one group, one bumpy sphere.
Issues are now convoluted beyond comprehension.
Obscurity, my god, you compromise too often,
you have faltered through over-prudence, and
returned the globe to globes, and the mass to masses.
Revised Version:
Obscurity, my god,
with grey hair,
grey skin, and grey lips,
with fluid flesh,
composed of some iron
sludge, you intervene.
When all is black and white,
and heretics raise extremest flags,
when parties exist on the edges of a deep rift,
you lay connections and craft a new fused mission.
As the world displays itself like two eyes,
connected at their base
yet separated by many inches and a prominent nose,
you prompt its people to remember their basis,
behind the nasal protrusion that divides them.
I fret your increasing role,
rolling men and women into an overly cohesive ball of gunk,
creating one group, one bumpy sphere.
Issues are now convoluted beyond comprehension.
Obscurity, my god, you compromise too often,
you have faltered through over-prudence, and
stifled diversity: changing the globes to a globe, and the masses to a mass.