Collective Punishment
Unaccountable authority To repress the minority Protectors of sanctity Glory in the intoxication Faithful sons of a great nation Wield tools of subjugation Collective punishment You know what colors belong here And the methods to inspire fear Terrorize the heart of a people Make sure they know who’s the most equal Secure the walls of the police state The best weapons are apathy and hate The struggle to survivе Under constant watch from a killer’s eyеs What’s the value of a human life? Subsisting on the edge of a knife Itchy trigger fingers Blood dries Horror lingers This rotten system Claims its victims Twisting minds To genocide Till the structure falls With the prison walls Shredding the blue line Streets incarnadine
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 03, 2026
A melancholic fog Settles over your sight Draining color away From this life Strange death of poets Strange death of kings Striving toward negative capability Strange death of poets Struck at your lowest Early demise strips away all you might have been Strange death of kings Moot longing for meaning Try to justify God’s ways to man Words fail you in your task A ghost at rest in the Tower of Song His sigh reverberates through eternity Awaiting a wall of commiseration The unacknowledged legislators of this world Are overwhelmed and cut down in their prime Monarchs and saints alikе join us in the soil No almighty Lord had a hand in creating this cesspool But somе men should be held accountable Hoarding riches and destroying lives With the arrogant glee of sadistic children This elaborate edifice made of cards, built on lies When it crashes down from beneath us Who will be dragged into the abyss?
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 03, 2026
Blank stare gazes upward Don't dare speak a word The truth lies in a grave Her headstone reads fraud Facts buried alongside A decomposing God For all of our grasping At last we will now share A boundless well of shame And despair Bullshit is a sacrament Our faith writ in excrement Seduced by self-regard Weakened by vanity We will make no attempt To preserve sanity Viciousness now enshrined Begetting violеnce All those who would resist Brought to silеnce This is normal now Rejection of reality Embrace of this banality Succumb to mob mentality Await the last decree They handed you the tools so you could build a snare You were just following the rules, a hapless pawn going nowhere
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 03, 2026
The tragic irony Jester in agony No one should die like this All those sordid stories Of drunken glories Shadowed by the abyss The chimes at midnight Now go silent Your life torn away Swift and violent Dancing on the edge Till the day you stumble Looking for sense in the chaos Can only lead to madness Narratives formed out of grief The terror that fuels belief A cold consolation After devastation: A fitting tribute Waiting to follow suit Accelerating decay Devourеd from within You dwindle to ashes Every gеsture is a futile one In the face of loss Coins for the ferryman Still a river to cross The players disappear When the curtains fall There’s no grand finale And no last call By a voice haunted still, a voice now silenced Empty words, hope for healing With a wound still gaping Coins for the ferryman Fill your cup at Lethe and drink deep
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 03, 2026