Mustapha Depravity

Mustapha Depravity Poems

Vision in misconception
The Obsidian Vision
Force-fed with ease
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Faces embracing the mud
Soil seeps and clasp their pale frigid hands
Eyes spread like the crux of a dreamcatcher
Testament to horrors
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Grasping the foundation of change
Spiritual thinking, the mind transcending the amorphous
Bereft from logical barriers
I want to feel the metanoia severe the bondage of my comprehension
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Under the moon I blaspheme in vain that they may flicker their heart with remorse
But alas my epitaphs are to no avail and henceforth my heart, soul and love
Shalt embrace the spite in full grasp that it may never wither and bemoans
All the desire my being left behind….so abundant and in drove
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The Devil's Little Box Of Colors

Vision in misconception
The Obsidian Vision
Force-fed with ease

Scarlet then black
Velcro then skin
Open the third’s eye lichgate
Is this what you’ve eaten so blind sighted?
They issue and you follow
They issue and you follow
They’re commands

Stare into your oblivion
Crawl unto your appolyon
Why has your mind been misshapen towards the truth of beauty?
Sexual
Criminal
Violent
And portable
To anyone

Keep watching
You won’t want to miss the ending
Satiric at times but
Still imprisoning
Your mind
You are nothing but a blind and brainwashed
Drunk on television
That’s blocked your own vision
So subliminal
And perfectly consuming you
The constant is fluxing
The mind is erupting
To glutton on data newly received
Locking reason and logic
Silhouetted splendor is a few clicks away

“Gentlemen Prefer Blondes”
Anorexia Nervosa is reborn
From your lies the children dream
Hopes and desire are torn
And yet at the devil’s box we still gleam

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