I See...

i see life,
within i see pain
i see death, birth
rebirth, a wicked cycle
always denial from samsaric liberation

i see the cold eyed individual
of the future
christening the new age war,
queer tendency beaten, crucified
left for vultures to picket
tearing, nothing left for the natural,

i see isolation
become a violation of some organic
social body law

i see love's end
my final end
destination-destruction:
the only euqality in law,

where is this going to?
why is this written?
endinglywhowillseethisshit?
Why is any thing written?
who reads?
who cares?
who lives vicariously, if only through actions
of some unfulfilled fathers minds son?
who hears me?
who understands in the finality of it?
Perhaps the morning holds brighter paths
better times, positivity ray of sunshine shit
and

cynicism remains unappreciated.