Wretched Ambivalence

Wretched man
The whole lot of you
Stink to the heavens which
Now have forsaken you
Light is not to be
Trifled and
Thrown away
Reject it and run and
Remember your debt this day

Look at us now
What do you see?
Hallowed ocracies
Stoic fallacies
Mass hypocrisy
Drive society
Light
Is not valued
The darkness will
Consume you all
If left to be praised
The ones who are raised will
Control the world

You are not the real light
Your word it seems to
Sink to the depths
Of the hole
In your consciousness
Clutch
Tight Onto it now,
The hope that you have
In the ones always deceiving you

Burn in the pit
Be silenced by screams
Of undeniable agonizing grief
The holy wrath of death
Will never let you go
Your transgressions will
Be all that you ever know

All of you people
That here are born
Again in death, not
Without understanding
Denial of this right
Is how all others grow, in
Wretched ambivalence
The name of the shame you show