Hope begs

seven billion manifest human souls
and rising
hordes of mindless thought
herds come riding
waving flagellated hearts in vitriol and fear
from peer to peer
the tidal air
unfathomable sickly clear
cacophony to crack an earth
a goaded resonance of bloated notes

his master’s voice, in simple strings
sings eager puppets to the yoke

on outer planes
and inner spheres,
ideas, at borders clash in choking chains
scorched beings slash and raze
craze-deep in weaponised words
and flaying arms

Hope begs the shining balm of beacons
cleave the long night
weave the spiral with a centrifugal Light


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