Gorillasex the Fubarbarian's blog: "PRIMATE POETRY CORNER"

DEAD SURVIVOR

Wastelands...

Barren ground...

I don't care...

I'm still around...

Some kinda blessing to be reborn chill,

And feel only the thrill of the overkill,

Or fill your days with fire and your nights with ice,

But never pay the price, never pay the price,

For all the beauty it's your duty to keep in your head,

In a world full of graves and the land of the dead!

Ha ha ha!

No cash. No computers. No bills. No commuters.

No matter who you are, no matter what you do,

In the end the only cage you're in is you.

It's the human condition only changed by omission,

And I ain't in that position yet baby,

But maybe, but maybe...

Maybe some day in all this grey

Somethin' will make me get down and pray

For the human race, but it's too late to revive her.

Ha! I'm a dead survivor.