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The New Holocaust

By Christopher E. Rangel
3/8/08


History was rewritten in the dark ages
We live again.
Torn out pages, scripted sages
Contorting the flow of the modern ages.
A medieval tunnel whose walls collapse
Entombed within an alternate past
Ancient secrets, Unholy sequence
Inverted tower, Concentrates power
Now is the hour of the poisoned flower
Heavily guarded by the misguided
And the malcontent
Natural born patriot
From the land of hypocrites
Keeping the cycle incomplete
History will not repeat

At the edge of time
Waters fill the mind
Wisdom from the sky
The truth wrapped up in lies
And now we know why
They keep us in darkness so we can’t see
Yet the brilliant flames light up the burning city
See them hording hidden knowledge of the true wealth
Poisoning the mainstream afflicting our health

Through it all we keep our spirit
There is a rally cry the whole world hears it
The Battle of the mind and of the spirit
Be true to yourself and never fear it
And as you near it the end you steer it
In the end this is the end.

People have been turned into commodities
The projectors convey paradigms of social order
Passive populous absorbing stereotypical roles
Type Alpha to Omega
2D role models, templates of behavior
The electrical hum a lullaby
The Vibrations set our pace
Marching in step
Tampered seeds for profit
Altered ancient codes
Chimera unleashed into the life flow
Anomalous blossom, aberrant seed blooming within
Accepted with ignorance
Denied with fear
Defended with force
The mold injected
Humanity indistinguishable from the machine
A Composite creation of secondhand ideals
As empty and contradictory, antiquated and archaic
As the cumbersome words used to define them
Attaching themselves to the indefinable, indefinite, infinite
Mutant vines
Prickly Fingers methodically extending their reach
Ever grasping for the sun
Greedily putting us in the shade of ignorance suffocating nature,
Exponentially invading the biosphere
Hybrid Experiment, poisoning our sustenance
Breaching our development,
Successive generations progressively contaminated

Geometric Chain, Occluded instructions,
Programmed reality has been making me
Televised, mesmerized, quantified, mollified
So now I know there is no turning back
The illusion has cracked

The apex of life as all lines converge,
The crux of all events as space-time and matter merge
The new sun rises, where the new sky is
Modified Helix, the Apex Zenith, the River Styx, the Sphinx and the Phoenix
The poisoned fields burned as the changing tides turned
From all that we learned
And all that we burned
No more will burn
No more will burn

At the edge of time
Blueprints of the vine
Engineered Decline
Words come undefined

Don't let them take your mind

The birds lined up like mighty angels
They sing my thoughts
For all the souls lost in the new holocaust

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  • phoenixonfire
    April 21, 2008

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    What I really like about ur poem is ur thoughts..the imagery is picture perfect and powerful here that one can visualize ur words in vivid forms~! Hats off to you...what this work needs is flow...ur thoughts need to be chanelled properly. They seem a wee bit scattered here and there...u can work on that!!
    Otherwise great piece!!

    Thanks for entering and good luck!!

    pri

  • abyssal
    April 12, 2008

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    Really enjoyed the 5th stanza.

    This poem makes me feel like gathering up my things and going to live on a remote island, but they would just find me with their satellites anyways.

    Ahh. The 4th stanza is gargantuan...I don't know if it really adds to the poem to keep it that long.


    • dabpunx
      September 21, 2008
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      i just realized its what you'd call athe "breakdown" part of the poem

    • dabpunx
      April 21, 2008
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      haha thank you for the critique on the long 4th stanza... it was actually formed from 2 different ideas that melded on a scrap piece of paper. The reason I put it in is because the way I see it is like another voice speaking to the effects of the hidden truths. I wanted a part without rhymescheme and only emotion. anyway i like it because the gargantuan part is really where the seed of the rest was planted. Its all just part of a larger work which is my life's work. John Lennon said that all he was really writing was one hue song. I see it that way. too


  • SuicidalLover
    April 9, 2008

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    Wow...that was a long read! I like it nonetheless. Tells how people spread lies to hide truth. Very much so. 'For your own saftey' is what they say....Who are they to decided what is right and wrong for us? I'll see if I can find you on here!

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