The Hollow Progress of Sweet Syrup when Volcanoes Erupt (cannot be ruined).

The Hollow Progress of Sweet Syrup when Volcanoes Erupt (cannot be ruined).

 

Slw 
Slowly
Sluggishly, slothily, slooow.
Like the skin of a serpent; Slough 
a snake sheds ...

 

WaterS of a stagnant swamp
Where eels lie low in the muDD
Where snails lay and slimy crawlies slither in cirCles.—
Slew your televisions in spontaneouS despair!
We live in desperate moments
Calling far from desolate measures
And devastate miraCles 
Calling for Attention!
And Awareness!
ConSciousness!
Ele^ation!
because stagnancy is no longer an option when
despairs await in the forbidden lair

progress is painful
— entirely necessary

 

it reMoves the weak
and keeps the Mighty

 

the weak of Mind, and the corrupt
it keeps the kind and Sweet Syrup

 

Honey and Sugar
May not be enough
To solve a planet's problems
In a world filled full of sorrows (when volcanoes erupt).

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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