Relentless Commitment to Misery

A day like any other
A day filled with alarms and whistles
Blurred lines of reality like sloppy erasures

Blurred lines of days, weeks, and months
Blurred lines realigned with
Lion’s share tyranny

Powerless masses, meet your gods and
Be grateful for the marrow you suckle from the
Bones of their feast

If you don’t like it, then you can
Settle for even less, so
Of course we’re depressed and defeated

Tired beasts run to death by the
Pursuit predation, relentless
Commitment to misery