Porn Kills

A Poem by Ryan

What if one person, one simple person decided to kill everyone in existence and you had to sit back and watch as it all happened right before your eyes. Not able to do anything. Everyone you once knew, all things that were good and pure, dead and lost by this one figure. seems kind of crazy right? Why wouldn't anyone just simply stop this mass murderer, no not even, this marauder. Put an end to all that death and corruption. But you see, here’s where it gets a little trippy. Someone could have stopped him, with full vengeance. Could have. Though instead of taking action and trying to stop that plaguing disease they decided to chill in their own faction doing nothing with ease waiting to be claimed by the grace. Now it seems pretty sketchy and you’re probably thinking this dude crazy. But I think our vision of what's socially acceptable is a little hazy. Now take for instance porn. A powerless little disease, unless given power to. Possibly the most underestimated pleasureful lie ever born. Apply the same scenario one thing killing everyone and you have to sit back and watch, no participate. Add to this zombie revolution and now you’re nothing more than a deep root to a dead tree. Useless. Yet again there’s potential for someone to stop it but instead of investing the time they become a shouting mime. Pointless and exposed with nothing to live by. So which is more socially ok? Well quite honestly what I think it boils down to is that the zombie revolution flies under the radar. You've heard of silent but deadly well this is the ultimate medley of a deadly abortion doctor killing his every client. If one person started killing everyone you’d think he’s psycho and take care of him yourself. But if everyone was doing this one thing like looking at porn and pushing daisies, well you might want to try because everyone was doing it. We've become so accustomed to following the crowd you might be ok with dying if it meant you were cool. Besides you get a second of pleasure out of it so why not? Nowadays it’s everywhere, so accessible yet where all detestable to this murderer. Sin sin sin, deny deny deny. All we've ever been taught since we learned to cry. But our eyes are running dry and we've given up at even attempting to try. Just thirsty for more and stumbling over the un-dead yet dead by day. Letting this plague sweep us up and eat us for breakfast. Too scared to stand up to this blood fest. Feeding our eyes some distorted view of sex and straight lies from Satan. Staring at the computer as your wife shrivels at the magazine you neglected to hide. Standing in the mirror as she’s degraded by this smack in the face from your idea of sex. Wondering why you need a picture when you've got what she thought was the real thing living under your roof. She begins to question the truth of your marriage as she’s left in exasperation while you stare at the eye candy you can't get enough of fulfilling your need for masturbation. You see, porn kills and it thrives on selfish unworthy broken men. From port it just gets worse. It just seems so innocent and it could never hurt anyone. Well beyond the little pictures we move from just having sex with our hand and venturing out adding to the problems. Digging ourselves a deeper and deeper grave. Living a life almost trapped by this curse. We sell ourselves short and settle for crap. Premarital sex, heck maybe even rape. You deny in court. Instead of that anniversary you’re busy at work. Or at least thats just what you told her. Though little does she know you sold yourself to a girl named sex so that you could mold her. You bounce around every night hooking up and getting it tight. Well sin isn’t a condom, you can't cover up what isn't right. Though how can you judge what’s right? See what's fair. Determine what’s wrong. You wouldn't be prone to throw the first stone at the adulterous woman who was entitled by law to be condoned. Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder though if all you see is the naked view of beauty it becomes a problem when you tend to invest more time in staring at that girls booty than you do playing call of duty. So in terms of the social acceptability of it, people would rather sit around and be zombified by this disease that in fact isn't a disease and is an animal that allows an instant but temporary treasure. But as for me I would much rather have someone like everyone then watch as this beast makes everyone kill themselves with pleasure while they don't even know it.