Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Tongues of Confidence.

Languages leading us to despair.

Phrases plucked from generations of thought,

Thought not yet adorned.

Experience being so sparse allows no judge

Of the futile expressions to be guillotined by ignorance.

Unheard exclamations of connected concepts

Abuse the intellect of silence.

The atmosphere is broken by continuous obsessions

Of self, leaving open only the opportunity to bask

In artificial lighting,

Darkening the universal being of indulgence,

Squandering the language gifted to us all

To elevate the perception of human intellect,

One is drowned by the continual revilement of our tongue.

Entering the banality of undiscovered participation

One resides with tranquility in a bath of apathy,

Clutching to the ideal of revolution.

One searches the revolution to find only parched remnants

Of our belief.

One can merely stand tall beneath the dermic layers of history

To withstand the wrath of our times.

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