Chiasmus of the Damned

At the end of this archaic dividing process
 Cynical puppet
 Under the heavenly leer of invisible figures
 Waver I between the will to power
 And the chiasmus of oblivion
 Life
 Stays
 Now
 Just
 A
 Spark
 Guttering under changing winds
 Of the endless greed for an Utopian promise
 That fathered this nameless creature
 Fantastical reality
 Thrusting its fertile tentacles
 To reach the heart of our dreams tainted from now on
 The countless arabesques of hallowed scrolls
 Became incarnated from the
 Uncouscious parallax of might
 Human obscurantism near madness transcendence
 Life stays now just a spark
 Guttering under changing winds
 The endless greed for an Utopian promise
 Has fathered this nameless creature
 Fantastical reality
 As the reckless heirs of cannibalistic injunctions
 Rotted from within since the gnawing maggots of consumerism
 I mourn our children that will never come into the world