There are many wars around here
They are fought not by bullets but something worse.
The mediocre people are the worst to stand.
Regardless of the sides, everyone will lose at the end.
The generals are gluttonous beasts, dumb and plenty inside their heads.
The common soldiers are mindless ghouls with no soul.
The violence is pretty toxic and infectious.
There’s no apparent cure.
If only god was here and awaken.
No little task is the own hellish routine.
No tridents or slashes, that’s fairy tales.
Within the brick and bones there’s nothing to cheer for.
Only the sun knows the sins.
Only the darkness will see the outcome.
¿When the sirens will sound at all?
No one knows… no one cares… at all.
So many eyes, so many turtles.
So much waste of time and life.
The lights from the city shine brighter from here.
All the noise and distraction would be a pleasing gift.
God’s own forsaken land is tainted by the fool.
Staggering idiots who don’t know any better.
They are their own jailers and executioners.
The punch of reality will be their end at the end.
My eyes will not see their demise, sadly.
My future is uncertain, maybe i’ll be dead when it comes.
My sanity is just an excuse for the laughing.
But, no one will stop life from leaving behind those who forsake her.
Originally written on December 24, 2017.

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