For Rain

Everyone has a certain price to pay Before they get to see What a trip Their sober state is Bliss does not count for payment Sacrifice does By means of pain And intoxication It disturbed Richard Kuklinski -The godless horror Of people screaming Consumed by rats in a cave The psychopath wasn't used to it Being moved So it intrigued him He repeated it listening in He looked into true emptiness And it was loneliness That shook him In the cosmic discord While Dahmer took trophies He just wanted to be close To his victims Not even rot could deter him He clung to them Eating them Fighting against time Temporality defeating him What to say of these men While the rain slowly pours While all of us Are entranced by its music? Do you know what your capacity is Under the right circumstances? You would do the unthinkable Think back and remember... I am an instrument by the design Of my genetics And I am played By my environment At first I was repentant Then I was angry But now I am just confused Looking at what I can do I see what a role architecture And people play Sociologically I see them interacting We like living in cities Because it gives a great spectrum And yet leaves some grace for Whose whose bitch is What makes people high And sends them into a frenzy Is hierarchy and competition At the hand of the art I know everyone is just like me What does Joe Biden want? He is simply stuck In his story It is not his conscious will To command eastern Russia's resources But the subconscious desire Of his budding billionaires It is the witless call of Mamon That is answered by the world As it takes its final stroll Towards its thoughtless blunder Ask what it is that are we doing Fighting over petty differences While at least they are petty For woe the dread that could unite us A lot of choicelessness to consider Though I am faced with flowers A prole is but a cog in the machine Slavoj Zizek calls disgusting perversions While watering his garden Calling Athiests the best Christians For they do good for no reason But they are so conditioned What price you have to pay For some peace of mind Is determined Relative There is a lot of noise Like in the minds of serial killers And fat cats But then again, there is rain

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