Prehistoric Seadragons, Genosha 1984: Replicant Nightmare.A Poem by Cahjli SymesBladerunner is a phenomenal film.
Sick and tired of being alone.
Stuck in a house that's not her own. Propaganda in the morning While the the thieves are busy moaning A shining sea now painted red As they are planning for the dead, Wallking hearses on foreign land, Ignoring years of pure bloodshed. Now it's time to face the truth You fucked the world up for the youth. Divided we stood Divided we fall You worship machines Yet, you know it all. Tell me what came to this? Before you pull the plug And you click the switch And you break their bones And you steal all their homes. Dragonflies in the air, Ready to make a fall. Burning up like the sun. Dying out like the bees. Tell me how does it feel, To have blood on your sleeves? © 2015 Cahjli Symes |
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Added on September 3, 2015 Last Updated on September 7, 2015 AuthorCahjli SymesCloud City, FLAboutHi my name is Cahjli and I write poems,screenplays and lyrics. Hope you enjoy :D more..Writing
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