An English Writer's Mind

There's no sign of sleet Oh how a wonderful feat That I take a seat On the beach where I will meet The waves crashing at my feet.

Have you ever wondered what hell was like? No. You’ve only experienced paradise. Fuck the thought that brought the ideology Of an afterlife. What about the man that lost his wife Due to some genetic creature of life. Evolutionary biology, one hell of a strife. Continue spreading lies until all lives will dive. Protect the rights of the unborn; your alibi?  Oh, are you too worried that a fetus is alive? Then why do you dismiss the ones that cry? Wanting only help so they can get by? Hopeless in life; do you wish them to die? Humanity is null, your god is only paper. All that matters, is if you are made safer. You care only for your own profit, So create your own prophet. Not a messiah that states, “Treat all like yourselves,” You wouldn’t wish you dead, Yet your lies pour like a faucet, Still you deem that others have lost it. Life must be nice that you to get to savor The privileges of white dominated behavior.

The life of a fart One begs to wonder, Whether we seek art, Or loot to plunder. Must we pass like air, Only forgotten? Or like a corsair, To the core, rotten. Our life is not gas, For we are carbon. This as well shall pass, Pour me a bourbon.

Rohnert Park, what a town. No enjoyment in LA, That is all I have to say. Oh, how blissful the sound. A fragrance so near heaven; If you adore the smell of ass, Then this town is filled with high class, So good, you'll be left beggin'. A Californian's dream come true To live near a farm than big cities I haven't even found cute kitties Surrounded by the stench of poo. What's a city boy to lose? Come experience the beauty Luscious green filled with cow duty So wondrous one needs to roose. Yes, one hell of a place. Unrivaled Mexican food LA is just too damn rude. No better place to grace.

You took all you needed from me, Then left me to the wolves. But never did you expect that I would be, Emerging from the woods,  An alpha to the hounds, Bitch.

The United States needs liberation from itself This government has raped, pillaged, and deceived All that are not white or male. Those that lack any wealth That do not align with what the Christians believed Are assigned a new hell. Denied from central health And education will not be received Tragic is all we can tell.

            Life does not end when Death cradles a soul like a newborn shortly after their departure from their Earthly life. No, far different. And religion had it wrong from their inception; all religion, and all beliefs had it wrong. There is no paradise, there is no joy for those that lived a fruitful and gracious life. Unity, bliss, pain, and comfort are all just cycled emotions that are cast upon from the Wardens that control the afterdeath, as it is difficult to consider it life. People wander the land of Alyselden as broken spirits, only to be fodder to the Wardens of the world: The Warden of Justice, The Warden of Wickedness, The Warden of Solitude, and The Warden of Harmony.             The Warden of Harmony is almost laughable as its goal is to harmonize all spirits that walk this realm. The reason for its position to be in such a mockery of state is that all spirits derive from the h...