If I must be used,
then make it an abuse of love
so I will know it was for a righteous cause...
for their in is the most noble usury
of ourselves and humanity
the misguided labors of love
that both sustain and drain us
Silken tethers that sweeten the bondage
on my knees, I give what you need
on my feet, I reclaim my manhood
standing upto mankinds nihilistic doom
Governments that abuse are most base
and rape us of our divinity...
Our most precious heirloom.
the evil eye is nothing but empathy
evolving our primal nature to, at first, do no harm
But the world, my dear, is still a carnivore
so, it is merciful to kill what you love
before it does!
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