The World Maxed Out

Deep in the cold of winter stood a dead frozen homeless man.

Tear gas filled the eyes of protesters as a lesbian woman laid barefoot facedown on the cold cement dead.

Protesters filled the streets begging for freedom as they’re slaughtered in broad daylight.

Taking shelter in my bunker I couldn’t help but notice people praying for miracles, but nothing happened.

In the distance I saw a teacher reading to autistic children and a mother begging for her child’s father to pay the bills.

Pleasure seekers drowning in their own passions and the funk of misery overflowing with company.

The truth is that everyone had been given what they asked for, but still it was never enough. For a blindman to see, he would still have to sacrifice his legs because everything now came at a cost.

Champion after champion only to die in a room with nothing left to give.

As new blood emerged, the god seekers soon saw truths being preached by black sheep and as a slave saw freedom another 3rd world country saw no end to the slave trade.

Standing on a tower the new pharaohs and kings stood watch on their borders as marshal law fed the governing beast eager to maintain law and order.

Farmers begging for mercy and a financial bailout, it was clear that the world had maxed out.

The enlightened began to see flesh as the pathway to prosperity, sadly, their cup overflowed with the party fever.

Micro computer chips on social media platforms as gold star evangelicals preached of a path to salvation not comprehending that data in a virtual world had limits.

This all while a small minded group beat an old homeless doctor with a hammer after he gambled his life away.

In the depths of space a mad scientist sees no limits to his mission to other planets as the planet filled with over a billion people was his to conquer. If death were to come from a disease or virus a scientist could only comprehend God’s true existence in the form of scientific breakthroughs.

Yet, still, dark space stood silent.

At a tipping point, a drunk and drug filled brain inside of a fragile skull staggers in a body at the peak of a dopamine high while smoking marijuana. While a holy monk is told to give his life to Christ in his march for peace. 

This is all while rainbows as symbols are no longer fathomed as a promise from God to some youth in search for utopia on earth.

History being told in fear can often paint a fraudulent picture of truth to a society looking in one direction. 

Tainted, limping in a small cage, sick and abused animals are seen hiding in storm shelters.

Migrants seeking refuge see no fear in civil law and as the roof caves in the skilled search for new blood to train as unruly men drown in nuclear war. 

Taking his seat in his chair a wiseman sits down as the next in line in the food chain overthrows a robotic empire to emerge as God’s new prized creation. This all while an alien civilization returns for their pyramids and a lion takes a seat at the front gates to rest.

The World Maxed Out