Anthem to Decline
By Lab Rat
Upon who's brow does today's crown reside?
To the weight of a soul's mass
The derelict, the deficit, the despised
The fundament of the classless
The rotund, grotesque sound
Of youth screaming in silence
Wear badges appointed harsh to chest
Feel the blood seep, flow
Watch the ruining of flesh
batons set to blow
Nightstick decadence
Reduce the criminals to jest
Talks of control and regulate
Leave decisions to the rest
Those serving, those protecting
Sleep sweet beneath the shield
Just don't go disrespecting
Talk guns and bombs and terror
Speak in television analyzing
Prime time for the sake of error
Listen, so quietly to the sounds of the youth
Staring blindly in wonder
To the dying of the truth
Comments on "Anthem to Decline"
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On Thursday, February 11, 2016, Drea
(1443) wrote:
I swear, your flow gets me every time. You know how to keep it so streamlined. There is nothing about this I can dislike (and I've tried). You're final line kill every time.
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On Thursday, February 11, 2016, Dimensions
(95) wrote:
Very intelligent piece on today's social malevolence. Really liked this.