Biting the Bait

I can’t escape my selfishness,

Like dancing flames,

They are ever-present,

Just a beast who needs to feed,

Looking up, above him,

For his father, to allow it,

He knows, he can’t escape,

Being himself.

Looking for a Home

Its like the world is healing,

Repetition, after repetition,

We're optimizing, how many,

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Foolish, paths can we avoid,

How far is the horizon,

Will we save the bees,

The world must live on,

Hopefully, the next generation,

Is better, than how we left it,

Pathfinders, exploring the East,

Exploring the West, how much,

Farther, before we find it,

A place, we’re comfortable with.

Senile

I want to join the war,

Put my effort into the war,

See the completion of that work,

Its highly unlikely, that god wants me to settle,

For fucking my granddaughter, its possible,

The heavens above, are as cruel, and sinful,

As anything, I could imagine, but,

For some reason, my father, gives me the impression,

That he wants the best for us, I could be an idiot,

But to settle, for fucking your granddaughter,

Just seems illogical, maybe, if I just manage,

To avoid, this one thing, I can unlock, the next setting.

The Jungle

I'm still a virgin,

After all the things,

I've been through,

There have always,

Been gods, greater than me,

Devils, and architects, above me,

I spend, so much time, looking below,

How deep, hell's gates go, but throughout it all,

There are beasts, who have considered,

Many of the things, I've considered,

Sparsely populated, throughout the universe,

Their lifespans, are greater than mine,

Their pride, their sin, is greater than mine,

Their minds, far expands, mine, they’re smarter,

Damn, these beasts, watching, at every corner,

Of the world, of the universe, I yearn,

To stand, at their height, but alas,

I’m just a ranger, serving the night sky.