Blood from Stone
Dedicated to Julian May, author of "The Many Coloured Land(The Saga of the Exiles in the Pliocene epoch
The rupture of the brain from flesh, children of the black
Devouring mother, call her blessed, with impetus they lack
Glorified spineless triumph, sick polluted mind
Grusome child in void, evolution of humankind
Operant child in unity. Unseen, unheard this day
Floating mind is veiled in blood, the body is taken away
Stripped of appendages, ungiven choice
Awaiting intervention, mind without a voice
Mentally amplify, cerebral lustrate
Life after bodily death, brain without a face
Black mother feeds the rancourous scorn, sinful propagate
Metaphysically entity, redact, coerce, farsense, create
Infinite years, immortality chained. Aeons herein encased
Artificial, surrogate overt inhuman waste
Divorced from purile emotion, hidden humanity
body, a cremated epitaph. Torso innutility
Utterance of death's blessing. Funeral absent dream
Muted in a voiceless uproar, deafened to hear her screams
Banished to an exile life, prisoner of the brain
Mind enhancer switches in, with unrelenting pain
Bodiless mentally, The twisted saint began
Spawned inside a sterile womb, nurturing the mental man.
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