Freedomless Hypocrisy

[Pantomime7]

Pompous Fingers point
As the men of youth fall
For causes unbelieved.
They move,eat,sleep
Under this authority
And delegation upon the hill
Renders them to die
Not for freedom, nor power
For the reason of absurdity
And Treason.
The curator watches his legions from distance
Moving them like soulless pieces in a mortal game of chess
His actions, meaning of nothing and all
As thousands die upon the earth of mortal men
These atrocities are belligerent to self
And yet we no longer feel the pain
We have numbed ourselves to fact
To the truth within our grasp
We watch the bringers of light for eternity
Talking from a box which has no living aspect
No living soul
And we discard our life to men.
The Finger points
As the men of youth fall
Into the ashes of a dying nation

 

[sourlemone]

The Finger points
As the men of youth fall
Into the ashes of a dying nation

great imagery, some interesting symbolism there too. 'the curator watches his legions from distance/moving them like soulless pieces in a mortal game of chess' - great couplet, the chessmaster, puppetmaster, a soulless man manipulating mortal husks of men, also empty of souls they have been drained so, the omnipotent creator/ruler personified as a finger, then figured as the curator of his own morbid galleries. the absurdity of death, the inevitability of tragedy. or at least that's how i interpreted it, either way good work!

bleak, but strangely uplifting

 

[Altered_Soul9]

Awesome. An amazing piece of work. Very Nice