Gengis Capote Poems
Social Disobedience Of Conformity
Without a doubt there will always be
'Social Disobedience of Conformity.
One would have to be blind deaf and stupid
not to notice the realities of life,
where few are the museums, though lets build
another Church to praise the
dead illusions of humanity.
Passing the basket around
gathering humanities well slay values,
so they may play golf and tennis on weekends.
They under the cloth of religions supremacy
neocheaters personification of society,
them Shepherd's of Sheep
frowning with celestial smiles.
They neither produce more than they ...
Wearing these shredded garments of happiness,
I journey into the abyss.
Dragging each step to suffer more-
Learning to sustain my final burn.
I eagerly pursuit the black crow.
Slither journey in soberly awareness,
Torture my soul with Needles.