Playing villains,
Is what we’re good at.
Alas,
No purity test –
Can hold us.
Such archaic traditions,
As greed.
Aye,
Disciple.
T’was never about the money.
Means to many ends,
Yet poison to the self.
Radical thinkers,
Will always be their demons on parade.
‘Ere we surrender.
Become fallow and grey –
Devoid of substance,
Our very selves sucked through tubes.
Ugly Abrahamic faiths,
Preaching hatred.
The enemy of the artist,
One of many.
Breathe creation,
Show them what gods can do.
Destruction is the work of mankind,
Shallow and petty –
Ugly and wretched.
Let’s hang by the net –
Cherrypick our favorites.
Ascend them into Jotnar!
Gods breeding gods.
Sacrilege to you,
Is divinity to me.
Villains pray –
To cosmic justice,
Hallowed Entropy.
Living via blood oaths.
Word is law,
Speaking like the fey,
Fae,
Etc.
See –
There is responsibility,
To balancing scales.
Delivering possibility,
Culling anger.
They’ll be the ones,
To decide.
We could end the species,
Start fresh.
But they’re killing themselves anyways.
Perhaps we’ll save a few of the clever ones,
See what utopia they can wreak.
