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Anatomy Of Change


The Slave is in a quest for himself.

His armor is heavy,
His feet are shackled
In boots of war
He didn’t start.

When he rips them off
There is filth.

A black slime which he inherited.

He claws on this skin
Which chokes him from within.

He is black
He is poor
He is white
He is rich
He is not just his parents’ progeny
He is not just a vessel for their filth.

He is the child of his own dreams.

He hates it when they say
He’s trapped in their heresy
Slave of the body
They decided to give him.

He wears the pearls
Which he stole from her mother
Simply because they forbid him to.

But he realizes
Its free to be naked.

And he burns his skin away.

He shall betray his DNA.

And all that remains
Is his bare bones —

The Anatomy Of Change.

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The Lady of The Smoke


She feeds on the smoke of the city,

The daughter of the war,

With a mask of metal destruction

She rises.

 

 

Cursed by the bondage of her birth,

Chained by destiny,

She nurses her undead siblings

And bear their children of the night.

 

 

Her breasts pain,

Her womb bleeds,

She wanders through the city in the search for redemption.

She writhes in agony over her eternal nightmare,

Her heart seeks liberation.

 

 

With claws meant to destroy,

She creates

Sculpting skyscrapers —

Her fortress of fantasy.

 

 

Clad in the armor of leather

And armed with armadillo heels,

She dances in the rooftop of the city,

The prophet of freedom.

 

 

With a sword of glitter,

She slays her brothers

And pierces her children’s hearts.

 

 

Bathed in their blood,

Feeding on smoke,

The lady of the night smiles.

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