piety of society

PIETY OF SOCIETY

Piety of society,

Fateful sermons served in faithful tones to reproach incorrigible fiends,

Hear says of syllables, drowning the drunkard in sobriety

Naysayers and god smiths, religion burying friends

Strangers in wild boats, philosophizing mischief to repetitive trends

Contextualizing morality

Visualizing the idea of higher purpose by delineating the ends

Man rewired, re-purposed, reconstructed

Yet not better.

Selling philosophy

Pedaling paraphernalia

These gods in our heads,

Exorcise quotes to attain semblance of gods

Living in fancy mansions

Selling truth for sedated reality,

Choked religion

Hardly sipping the venom of truth

When morality is confused with material dimensions

And faith becomes the aura of the sword

When ideology flirts with ambition

Man rewiring history or his-story

Vain apparitions of the complex desires of man

Arguments of truth gently lay out.

 

Self afflicting society

Working and walking ahead of itself

Liquidation of morality

Fickle trends soliloquized in ambition.

Tension colonized by gods ahead

Who have waited to pilfer and re-imagine freedom,

Straight line of sanity

Activating the activist who actively acts inactivity,

Locked up in purple screens

Visualizing the hallucinations of a struggle

Solemn quotes

Mass words and syllables to quantify a struggle

For the right of a man to serenade a man

A vision for desire stoned in seminal spite

Fatefully arguing the damnation of time,

While the gun in the streets sweeps with sway

Citizens of war and ego clamps

Taste of the test of power’s greedy chasm

Gun whispers ruin, sleeping chaos

Bloody misfits, colour of time

Fear tomorrow’s glorious call

Children are learning the victim’s ire

Growing in fits and seizures of hate

Waiting to be glorious to wilt in disgrace

Killers are innocent

The guilty are dead

The dead kill the innocent

The guilty have fled

And war never flirts with life again

Piety of society

Lazy words and heinous quotes

Recognizing a world that’s deeper than the righteous revolt

There is no future with the worms that we dug

Into the deeper depths of the vile that we fear,

We close rooms and open havens for our sedated minds

Trying to figure out if we know ourselves too

The world is harder to see with the many labels

Cages of freedom appearing as freewill

And while we endlessly write the heresy of the now

Trying so hard to not be Semitic, racist, sexist, or fascist

Adjusting our desires to fit in the line

While seeking freewill

We slowly enslave our minds,

Sanity breaths on the waves of the sea

The revolt sees sway on subtle stands

When it’s the society we seek

The piety says bleak

Piety of society

Everything seems dark.

By Elijah Abuni Peter

From the “ I am Mad” collection.