On and off again during my life there has been the feeling that things are about to combust, fall apart, or all come crashing down. Humanity goes in circles, continually coming to this crossroad. As the reactionaries and bad faith actors march closer and closer to extremism we risk throwing our humanity away in favor of a loyalty to something else. And the next time it all goes to hell, there may be no going back, just mutually assured destruction.
Watchers At Midnight
The symbols of this army
Beacons on the streets
Cruelty up above us
Screaming back at me
Howling at the empty
Pantries bare as bone
Buildings swallowing me
Burning skin like tomes
Bury knowledge, pile people
Forsaken like the wind
These precursors are so perverse
But they never change a thing
The calling of the lonely
Days where we all once were kin
Pushed so far from compassion
It's easy to begin
Hollow like these veins
Vaults once pumped with blood
Trenches we've forgotten
Moments we have not fought
Time is always borrowed
The horizon starts to glow
The ticking of the Geiger
Matches midnight as it grows
Children who inherit
A quiet dying Earth
No melodies remain for listening
Not a note is left
Seeing lands weep red
Crimson flags and blackened boots
Fracturing, we hope that things
Will never bring them back
Lessons needed learning
But have we all forgot?
The cruelty and the hunger
Killing, hatred, rot
A hungry hell-mouth opening
Clouds like the face of death
And the fundamental failings
A people of empathy bereft
Carve another casket here
Another child lost
Brought to the brink of war once more
Internal but carrying an eternal cost
And so the memories they decay
And metal barrels rust
As the warning sirens blaring
But the meaning has been lost
Blotting out the future
Fading out into the night
For the enemy within us
Is always at the gates
Watching with a hunger
Settling on a comfortable hate
Stage is set and curtain call
To come to terms with fate
Torches have been lifted
Traditions instead of bread
Deception in place of progress
They want the others dead
In mania you lick your lips
Sign your consent on the line
Resign yourself, now traitorous
No turning back in time
Marking this blast radius
A crater you may call your home
Watch them through your pearls clutched
Leaving your humanity in dust
The shadow of this nameless fear
To call ones different your family
A strength turned altogether false
To build up a false reality
Strings instead of trumpets sounding
How deep the madness lies
Keep repetition profitable
And whistle while you disguise
We must make victory impossible
Must keep your Valkyries silent
With the threat of midnight falling
Fascism is never rising
(Art is AI Generated using Wombo Dream App)
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