Accusation. Conviction. Crucifixion.

All the time there’s an accusation

drawing the line of my damnation

preventing moments of admiration

relenting room for acclimation

fighting the inevitable complication

rethinking a questionable consideration

trying to survive the emotional deprivation

hoping to surmise the impending devastation...

Is it retaliation for a subconscious conviction

comprised of endless psychological addiction

disconnected synapses forcing a restriction

beyond lacking the words of an accurate description

maybe just another statistic with a prescription

fighting the seven hells to dodge the next eviction

didn’t win the lottery like in the dreamless prediction

self-preservation turning the notion into affliction …

Social conscription increasing all the way to crucifixion

guilty and sentenced with the full power of jurisdiction

persecuted as the scourge of perennial dereliction

condemned before the warnings of mass interdiction

this “civilized” oppression is anything but science fiction

forever contorted by a carousel of contradiction

written in books as a historical premonition

urging the damned into faithful benediction…

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