oh fuck
this crippling
struggle
most of us
unluckily
are in
dodging bullets
ducking bombs
what tragic
muck
struggling upstream
this new world
refining hurricanes
wicked surges
danger referral  
crazy codes
insurgency
emergent
viral strains
it's stodgy
survival's urgent mode
what chew gets
being swallowed up
all those psalms
perhaps divine
all our prayers
even hallowed
leaving most of us
in wretched hell
praying for something
to make us rich
watching thee
pray for something
viewing thine
without a cruel catch
to make life easier
praying for something
we'll never get
burn up bits of paper
scraps of hopeful
samples scrawled
want and wanting  
those ample brands
overlapped by wishes
bounded by impossible
desperate
impassable walls
some seek to choose
esoteric golden temples
disparates bleakly choose
self-immolation
some must cruise
navigating trusted life
others just consume
incinerate
with hate and rage
stages of each
self-destructive
blast furnace
then there is love
raped and lying naked
struggling
strafed and bombarded
by hysteric hate
dissatisfied and convulsing
what ghoulish takes
heartlessly bleeding
broken foolish hearts
heedful minds are baked
sun bleached and ingressive
recessive beseeching
into depressive sulking
what if something
oh fuck
raging currents
concurrent
with this struggle
we're out of luck
so it seems
unfortunate
doom is skulking
what excellent
contextual dreams
we're leaving
so many bereaved
such deep sadness
where in hell
dwell love and gladness
should we
close our eyes
give up hope
life's sweet everything
should we
decide to embrace
despondent life
live with sadness
take one last breath
lay down and die
God only knows
divinity chastens
should we let this
hastened world go
one final release
exit this
discouraging place
next context
such reeling madness
so desperation grows
short of love
aborting happiness
this current generation
senses heaven weeping
our world is occupied
by senseless degeneration
by overwhelming sadness
yet no one
truly knows
where to run
or where to hide
what to do
we're raging
crazed
we're stuck
cornered
by all this
fucking struggle
all these new
existential
fucking AI dreams
all our relational
fucking nightmares
boiling and bubbling
seems like
double trouble
seems like
hardly anyone
really cares to dare
all those
rich and powerful
stuck and hiding
mucked up
opulent prisoners
surrounded
by artificial
their golden temples
resounding with contempt
soundly confined by
their messed up trouble
fucking despot bubbles
burst by enlightenment
truly something risky
something truly
heaven sent

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