..pty



How empty, how empty,
People with no identities,
The western culture you impersonate,
You think because you can relate,
They might think you've elevate,
How miserably empty,
“We are just having fun, why don’t you just relax, geez you're crazy!”
If gaining acceptance and respect is through this form…
What else can be said?
How empty, how pathetically empty!
In need of empathy,
For the soul is manipulated and thirsty,
It accepts anything that gives it any meaning,
Little do they know,
The heart is hardened and the soul poisoned,
Mankind is weakened, their goals, only the weekends. 

The Worldly Kings


What are we but dependant beings?
What are we, if not weaklings?
Dependent on the invisible air we breathe,
On the formless water we drink,
What then but dependent beings?
Still we think we have control over things,
When we don't even have control over our breathing,
The ones whose hearts are closed, 
Continue playing kings.