life is fucked up

to be righteous in this earth is like fornication

meanwhile the masses in their mind desired only to fuck

dog eat dog acknowledged by most

thus to be my brothers keeper propelled them forward whilst i am left stuck

contemplate upon the meek in nature undeniably nice

and yet persecuted which realized this entire world is fucked

frigid where felt good to be heartless

by means negated empathy 

a feeling pleasant to experience though for ones sanity remarked fuck love

is it healthy to be a pessimist 

are things really that bad

optimism is like comfort delusions to protect from hurt

for the reality to be genuine and care unconditional

sacrificed ones last for another and yet they fail to recognize its worth 

fuckry is fun

deviance is admired

consider history as evidence

where pedelastized Attila the hun

is their hope for mankind 

of course 

from the beginning divided until the end of time  

thus to be lovers of the vile or to be pure and saintly to each his own 

the decision solely relied upon every person to choose their side.

A Maestros Mind In Ink