The Abussos (Society’s Switched Off Its Intelligence)

Hear the seldom gong and its solemn tone
. a high pitched, heart wrenching groan.

Unheard human tears, receive an audience before Divine ears.
Unhinged society’s switched off its intelligence;
Blank talking into the eyes of its own darkness.

The abussos,

. its emptiness,

. its quiet violent chasm.

The depth of which only God knows.

. “Bring forth the railings, planks and rope,
. sure up a bridge, empowered by grace.
. and may from it spring, all manner of hope.”

Bind and pull back those who’ve just climbed down the walls in order to ascend
Warn the others and waste no time on those who still refuse to comprehend.

For once safely over this monstrous abyss,
. only hope will carry those who did not cease to exist.

Huddle together,

. walk quickly,

. pray ferociously.

For war is coming.

Those content with slavery find no excuse to resist,
. intolerance is not tolerated by virtue of tolerance.
All hail the veiling master, the academic oppressor, and their slave traders;
Who’ve categorized the masses, tagged and sold them into subservience.

Ushered into these new wastelands,
. convenient science feeds industrialized collectives
. and is protected by martial law.

The only two options given,
are total submission or total war.