beneath hell I rest; hidden
within the wary alcove
awaitin forbidden
finding of the trove
which the dark enigmas
lie silently within
to create the stigmas
that begin to corrupt the way
that we plague mankind
with the constant pay
of information we mined
to fathom the truth
among all the lies
within the dark minds of youth.
they cannot be wise
lacking conscious and
use of the sheep's eyes under
the blind threat of noxious
swarms of devil flies
from all the crippling churning death
of those who labor
with their last spent breath
upon this spoken antichamber
fear of existence
