Obscurity, My God

[Brownlie]

I'm not sure if this poem is structured or if it is an exploration with diatribes.

Obscurity, my god, -- I originally thought that "god" was the topic of the poem.
with grey hair,
grey skin, and grey lips,  -- Grey skin and grey lips? I guess there is that Fifty Shades of Grey fad. In that respect, a repetition of "grey" could be useful.
with fluid flesh,
composed of some iron -- Iron sludge? Not sure if this is meaningless filler.
sludge, you intervene.

When all is black and white,
and heretics raise extremest flags, -- Is this ranting?
when parties exist on the edges of a deep rift, -- The no man's land parties could be interesting, given the borders and what not.
you lay connections and craft a new fused mission. --
For, as the world displays itself like two eyes, -- Not sure about the word "For" here, I'm generally against it though.
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, -- Doubling up on the ings like this can creates a comical tone.

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. -- Returned seems to be a pun.

I think some poets do weird stuff, but they ingeniously tie those things together in cohesive philosophical structures and things like that. If this poem has a lot of discombobulated abstractions that rely on tone or connotation to say something that a lot of people think, it needs more prominent imagery to evoke the themes with its presentation. There's my gavel anyhow.