Snirt

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By buddhkist


Learn to do without

Learn to become clout

Learn to like leaves

Learn to be more than

Yourself; more than human

No one could possibly have known

That all rituals

Were once believed in

So sanctimoniously

Such as sacrificing lambs

Sacrificing plans

Sacrificing prayers

Slicing open

Priests upon any alter

Of disfiguration

Consuming constructs

Is no footstep

To censorship

Avenge beauty

Avenge

Every outburst

By spraying

Peppered

Steak

With pepper spray

Slice into it

Enjoy that chunk

Of reused greed

Recycle your jealousy

Remember to pray like

Back in the ole’

Days

Mister

Lovely to restrain

Our voices

Lovely to relive

The status quo

Even though

We know

It all comes to a head

At some point

In each and every

Evolution

Involving etchings

Like easel paintings

Likely fainting

Upwards

Towards the heavens

I shout out

We fought our destiny

For such a long century

For such a difficult

Dimensionally defeatist attitude

What is it that crumbles?

Around us

So constantly

So persistently

It is our empire

It is our anthem

To live is to die

To try is to remind

The rest of intelligence

That complexity

Doesn’t evolve easy

Doesn’t revolve

Around our one sun

Sometimes every thing

Is out of synch

Before aligning

Once again

We were once

So distant

Still are

But now we know

How much our

Knowledge & wisdom

Is worth

Far more

Far, far more

Than any

Material

Gain

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