Artificial Omniscience Poem by Tyler Chambers

Blasphemy. A hideous creature with nasty whiplash.
Take it by the horns and snap the neck.
Cut the source.
Send it back to where it came from.
Cast it into the deepest black so that it's location is indefinite.

This is an ode to the victim of disrespect.

So clueless; one by one they reject their own vengeance.
The world will go to hell and they'll all follow.
From this cliff I watch them behave like sheep in a slaughterhouse.

Now I'm not saying I'm a shepherd, I'd just like to see some transparency please.
Because every time words escape their lips, the air becomes thick with dishonesty and the thoughts of a confused mind.

Forgive me for observing your faults.
I don't mean to claim the jurisdiction of another, it's just that I don't know how else to unveil one's mistakes so that another might benefit.

But I suppose I'm wasting my time.
So enjoy what you can, while you can, because these are your final days