UNLEASHED AS CARNAGE
1
so much violence
riles within,
every day,
a phantasm of bloodshed,
of killing, of revenge,
a non-stop cinema
of bottled rage
unleashed as carnage
2
there is nothing
to restrain resentment,
there is no chain
upon the beast
which seethes inside
with fiery eyes
and a lust for chaos
to salve its pain
3
these sufferings
have no escape,
they form a cone
of increasing ache,
an endless spiral
of crushing agony
all focused in
on obliteration
4
no worth, no value,
no point in life,
all emptiness, loss,
anguish and dread;
we descend
without reversal
to lower, darker,
meaner states
5
doomed to failure,
what will free?
there is no light,
there is no promise,
only veils and lies,
corridors to nothing,
mindless draining tasks
and no way to succeed
- Brendan Tripp
07/07/2006
Copyright © 2006 by Brendan Tripp
Fun, fun, fun ... just vat Herr Doktor ordered, no doubt.