
When the light dies, we know there will be others
When electric chains and invisible fences finally fucking fail
We'll circle fires with friends and lovers
And erect a Sun within the night from burning bills and jails
On knees we'll crawl to find a peace as quiet as lost privilege
Eventually to be earned, through sweat and blood and love
And when we fall to fates unkind, let light be in the difference
With empathy and warmth to lift us from the mud
When the light dies, we will not wait in darkness
For parasites and psychopaths to reestablish power
But instead ignite for all our brightest beacons
To paradise now socialized, as bourgeois bastards cower
About the Creator
D351
trans manic goblin dream girl who chain smokes candy cigarettes and sings along to septic pumps




Comments (3)
Wow! Beautiful poem!
This was so deep and powerful! Fantastic poem!
Oooo, I loved how powerful this was! Awesome poem!