It's recompense,
for all that you've done
Comeuppance,
of a life lived for one
Ignorance met arrogance
Insert a new fucking expletive
But it can't be anything new
it's happened all your life
Everything said by you,
straying further from the light
Wake up you bullheaded fuck
You're a servant to the will,
of a heart that can't heal
and a mind conditioned to kill
This deprevation can't be more than an empty face
Another obstruction in a mechanism built to hold you in place
Unlimited resources,
but limited space

© JGoicoechea