God reduced to a symbol for only those raised to See
Angels linger as guardians if you have loved ones above
Demons spew from hells with fierce, pixelated snarls
Stars shine dully behind blankets of light pollution
Moon only seen once the late night's parties end
Kings known by title wield fists of velvet words
Princes smother lovers on wide static screens
Men sit all-powerful on electronic thrones
Wild animals live in homes of human apathy
Domesticated animals sent in hordes to butcher shops
Trees stand tall as brothers are sliced by screaming saws
Other plants reign over land tor n by man-blessed machines
Precious stones welded into rings galore, given then given back
Precious metals reshaped in war pyres, ready for mechanized battle
Other minerals, just stardust residue, make up our decaying bodies
I love the use of shape in the poem! The way you flowed each line into the next was smooth and satisfying. I really enjoyed it!
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