why indeed

Spirit

a meaningless truth versus a sweet lie,

ah a sweet lie it is!

when the pleasure courses through veins,

when the stomach moans in delight,

when the brain shoots off dopamine to the moon,

when the heart flutters like it has never seen love,

when guilt is transformed to redemption,

when shame becomes a badge of honor,

when the corrupt stand tall in the halls of fame,

when the immoral become saints who give,

when the arrogant are proof of man’s conquests,

when the peacock turns into a phoenix,

ah yes my lad – tsk, tsk

when abject suffering is a calling,

when sickness means more suffering without end,

when there is a way out but it is forbidden,

by who?

when the crowd laughs with the rich and shuns the poor,

when living uprightly is a pitiless way of living

if it means enduring hardship, suffering, shame and guilt,

when the marketing department does a better job at

covering up a lie than to expose an ugly truth,

when financial incentive causes the dead to bounce back

from hade’s grasp,

when plastic religious symbols are churned out

and given as key chains,

and free for all – sinners and non sinners alike,

when being upright means being prideful

or that is what the critics call it,

when no one is forcing anyone to choose the road less traveled,

what a dumb ass,

when the rich have plenty of friends,

fake friends feel real,

when the poor have none,

the silence scorches, even the damned more want,

when heaven and hell walk together on earth,

then is it an after thought: that the outside can be painted white,

and the rot never shows.

then the itch becomes a burn, the burn into something passionate,

a scratch becomes a tear, a tear turns into a scream

back at the universe for not intercepting when all the

whys are left unanswered and when the vices never looked so good!

why indeed,

to walk amidst angels and demons, demons dressed an angels,

and it is pretty obvious why

few want to choose that dismal road of when heaven comes

for heaven is patience, too patient

and the dogs are hungry.

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