#Philosophistication

Weather forecast,
whether we're outcasts,
vultures or locusts feeding
on societal outcries, cultures
spiral and yet we keep the motion,
the mantras, we're martyrs, crucified
for wordplays and rhyme stunts,
we busk in sunlight, enlight the dark,
float the ark, peel the bark,
the tree trunk our canvas,
write with larva, when our larvae
forgets how to follow timelines,
we trim time, mohawk, it's more
walks to the back of our minds,
it's Sodom, it's the head aches, after
the swallowing is foretold, we form
thoughts, scratch pots until a
symphony forms, we dangle from
shoe strings, deities trip on our Jordan sea,
in instances we're entities
with identities spiralling, gods and
man: carrying anuses, abusing fiends,
we claim to live, spit out the green leaf,
we're underpaid mercenaries, teaching
peasants the art of crafting philosophies
and indepth dichotomies, God's autopsy,
it's a taboo lobotomy, go on your knees,
flip flop reality, we realise the tapestry
of your false matrix coated with CGIs,
we're sanctified, underqualified sages
licking on envelopes, sending divinity
to those who the illusions never stole,
we hang stiff on strip poles, serious
life; we're mindful sloths, every
step takes a lot to be, meddling with
the hidden, wisdom of heathens,
plough bedridden gardens of Eden,
we decrypt the riddles, mingling with
daemons, we're the payphones to
the cosmos, toss a coin and we
wave,...