Perversion/Return to Nature
By Claudia Berdella
There is nothing special,
About the prole's
There is little of value
To the bourgeois’
A return to the wild
Away from the fraudulent guile
Is necessary,
For surviving a long while
Governments and law
No longer hold us in awe
They are but plagues
Making man’s last days
All double-talk
And nothing of stock
Illusory rights
With few deeds of Might
The noise wraps tight
For man’s endless night
The freest man,
In living time
Was behind bars
Until he died
Based on lies
Without air, all is unfair
No water
The Tree’s burn in red glare
Animals starve
And yet we dare
Attack them everywhere
“Are we not part of this world?”
Is man not an animal?
Do we not wish to survive?
Perhaps this is Darwin’s one true lie
Survival of the Fittest
Has been ruined by the fattest
Consume! Consume! Consume!
The propaganda asserts
Be reliant, on those not yourself
As we are,
“All in this together”
Such is a deception
A collectivist perversion
Trying a simple aversion
The hippies
Where only half right
Varg Vikernes and Uncle Ted
Picked up where they stopped dead
Stunted by their own
This is the price
Of collectivist vice
A self-made apocalypse
of Quranic proportion
“Now I am become death.”
Is man’s last breath
If we do not stray
We are in the final days
We need air to breathe
Yet kill the bee’s
And destroy the trees
For the government needs
It’s taxes and deeds
They are an enemy
To all in their path
Birds, beasts
Destroyed by mechanical teeth
“Put no trust in Princes”
is a saying old and true
“Put no hope in Governments”
translateth it anew
If freedom is valued
One must value their life
Without Gaea proper
None to live and reign
Humanity is democratic
and erratic
Nature is Fascist
Brutal and beautiful
Should we continue down this
She could do to us
As we do sick dogs
And being part of her
Would be responsible
Nature should be embraced
Not shunned and erased
When it goes
Everyone does
And there is no Heaven
No Hell
No continuation of the species
All would perish
If we continue this course
For liberty has never been won
Except by deeds of war
The war of today
Is against today
The consumption, devouring
Gnostic sins
Attempting to break Abraxas
Obliterates all Axis’