Mind Bombs

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Mind Bombs

Icy cold and frigid blast,

Scurry men to tend the masts.

Ship is tossed and hull gives in

To wash away these men of sin

Damned we do and damned we don’t

For what we will and what we wont

Sorrows morrows sounding scream

Of lost or hounding drowning dreams

Glowing orange these twisted beams

Reflect in eyes of steaming fiends

Bleeding means of self-destruction

Life careened without instructions

Corporations without corruptions

What a hopeless worthwhile dream

If I could I would pull the wool from your eyes

                                    But we’re blind hence divine like pigs in their sties