Topic: Weary
Title: Tired
I'm tired of lies; the physical concealed and disguised,
The beautiful eyes covered by the color of skies,
Those brown Pearly whites – Hidden... Deprived,
The soft skin smitten; Written in spite,
When scriptures incite is mimicked and processed,
Verses penned in passion then fashioned on carved flesh,
Images of life and death... Images hard to digest,
A crown of thorn around a head... Rests around your neck,
Paid with debt, both gold and green are colors of conquest,
A viscous circle...The rims spin around the complex.
You're so beautiful... But I'm tired,
Tired of the fighting. The greed and gluttony,
The tummy tuck so the gullet can feed comfortably,
Where Lee Dungarees are the size shaped of a spoon,
and being skinny's force fed by the view in the tube,
These stars painted a whoreish hue. The toxins afloat,
The acid rains in throats, the trips down memories coast,
The growth of medicinal smoke the ashes lay waste,
The politic wars that the graves can taste,
The food's so impure. The genome cure.
The Mad Cow's doused in “edible” acidic spheres,
You're so beautiful.... But I'm tired
Tired of my only mistake.
Tired of trying to change you for Christ's sake.
Tired of hate directed at me with cause,
The loss of virgin boys that wear the cloth,
Creating more bullets then I can create souls,
The population control - The creation of wars,
Praying for more... A raise of income,
“Granted” - Buy a house – Back to square one,
The mortgage and fun, the college loan spent on ones.
The ones sent on stage to the girls who parade a display,
How great. You humans are gifted at making mockerys,
The climactic debauchery.... The “Oh God!”...It's me,
I'm disgusted and tired; no more mistakes.
You humans shall perish like my son on stakes.
I created you in a day; and in a day you'll be gone.
Earth persists and forgives... And now can finally live on.