Writhed in the jaw of evil society
im crippled now but not pathos
you laughed at me as a bastard child.
Throwing your loathe with full might
you called me im born of filth
but im neat
what if im a social mechanix destructor
i was a toddler in the unholy conveyor of rotten humanity
im born out of the society furnace
fire of black desires
lust for money..Lust of pleasure..Lust for sex.
Where everyone chant evil about each other
where is care wher is love
im not mechanical im not produced
im self born im self destruct
see the reaper in my eyes
hear my warlock voices
i will lynch each one of you
this society needs to be resurrected from the ashes
where you evil skull filled heads have baked it will sinful deeds
no one stands me today
my chalice of inner hatred in on a spree
my own endeavor of my holy framework to end
I have mountain of work to do professionally,personally,spiritually,creatively and technically and many other-ally. But I am procrastinating on all of them or most of them.So, I end up blogging instead.Slowly nudging my ducks in a row :p
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