<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=521276" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Prophesy of Me</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">These Hallowed halls<br>Frequented by myth and griffin<br>Whose presence Guards these priceless minds<br> Protecting the unwritten novels<br>M C Squared and ingenious thoughts<br>The prophesy of zero one</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This gluttony of ideas thirsting on capitalisms juice<br>Summoning their messiahs to walk among us<br>The commodities of life, this treasured bible<br>Children the future and Capitalism dissects<br> Yet Another batch of disciples</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So what care I for prophets of doom<br>Population before climate <br>Religion over peace<br>Vanity before reason<br>Pride over poverty<br>Cap and gown before that which created me<br>For I live high above these ghetto streets</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet my peace is drowned by Evening chorus<br>Screams from the gutter<br>Another tattoo and the rush of heroin <br>Another type of messiah <br>Something for the poor to believe in<br>Just another nickel and dime resource to me</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet to hear this is a damnation of me<br>This arrogance over nature<br>To control that thing<br>That shackles our existence<br>That jails our thoughts<br>Prostitutes our freedom<br>And lets us die without reason</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This way of life<br>Of poverty and desperation<br> Of concrete and aborted foetus<br>Of welfare cheques and sex for sale</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of unhappy beings behind<br>Unhappy doors <br>Protecting their own portals of betrayal<br>In a private subjugated hell<br>For Compassion has left these mortal beings <br>And my mind is closed, for there is no profit for me</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> <br>But conscience is my jury<br>And nailed to this holy cross<br>The verdict is written<br>Vermin under the butterfly<br>For compassion was never my thing? <br>And Human nature can be, <br>A most desperate thing</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Steven+Cooke">Steven Cooke</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=521276" data-title="The Prophesy of Me de Steven Cooke" data-description="These Hallowed halls Frequented by myth and griffin Whose presence Guards these priceless minds Protecting the unwritten novels M C Squared and ingenious thoughts The prophesy of zero one This gluttony of ideas thirsting on capitalisms juice Sum..."></div> </div> </div>

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