Some would callThe human raceThe pinnacleOf evolution But I have toDisagreeAnd questionThat conclusion LanguageAnd dexterityIs to meA mere illusion To claimThat we’re evolvedIs the grandestOf delusions Our presenceOn this planetIs an unwelcomeIntrusion Driving speciesTo extinctionDeforestationAnd pollution Our abilityTo destroyIs our only trueDistinction No doubtThat humankindIs this planet’sMain affliction It’s clearThat our removalIs the onlyTrue solution [...]

Imagine

ImagineBeing shotOnly to be toldIt’s your faultFor not wearingBulletproof clothing ImagineBeing robbedOnly to be toldIt’s your faultFor owningNice things ImagineBeing harassedAssaultedRapedMurderedOnly to be toldIt’s your faultFor beingA woman

Equilibrium

An endless tightropeDown the centre of my mindFighting, always fightingTo keep my balanceSave myself from falling The voidThe pit of despairAwaits meShould I lose my footing And there have beenCountless timesAn unseen forceHas sought to drag meFrom this rope But one thingHolds me steadyAnd I knowAlways will You areThe fulcrumUpon which I findMy equilibrium

Hanging By A Thread

We are hanging by a threadWrapped around our necksDancing like a braindeadMarionetteIn the shadow of our master’sSilhouetteMusic playingFrom a broken cassetteAs we move as commandedBy the hands that danceAbove our heads We are hanging by a threadAnd if we are to have any hopeOf holding on another dayThen we have to find a wayTo cut [...]

Your voiceCuts through meYour wordsUndo meTirelesslyPursue meExpertlySubdue me Your eyesSee through meExposingThe true meHiddenFrom the worldBut revealedTo you

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TimeRunsOut As the beating heartOf humanitySlows Pulse fadingOrgans failingBody dyingMind decayingSoul rotting Pull the plugThere is nothing leftWorth saving [title: "Flatline"][the final poem from Dissection, out 01/01/21]

Blame Game

Blame the young Blame the old Blame the tellers Blame the told Blame the parents Blame the schools Blame the rulers Blame the ruled Blame the rich Blame the poor Blame peace Blame war Blame the boys Blame the girls Blame the doctors Blame the pills Blame the gods Blame the world Blame everybody But [...]

When the Puppets Become the Masters

For far too longThey’ve pulled our stringsThey’ve weighed us downAnd clipped our wings They write the scriptAnd we reciteWe only actAs they incite Every thoughtAnd every actionIs subject to theirSatisfaction They tell us to danceSo we danceThey tell us to singSo we sing untilOur lungs give in They tell us to crySo we cryThey tell [...]

Diagnosis

I don’t profess to be a doctorI never went to medical schoolBut it seems you tested positiveFor being a tool I accept my understandingOf the anatomy is sparseBut if there’s one thing I knowIt’s that you’re talking out your arse Age isn’t on your sideAnd you’re really rather fatBut worse of all it seems you’re [...]