Last goodbye

I see you running in this cesspit you call life.
Where is your soul, where is your mind?

This hideous forest is made of cement.
In this swamp of steel, how low you crawl?

What nice comments, how helpful are you…
In devolving our species, in tearing us down.

A king you were once, a foul I see now.
A person unique you’ve reduced to a mimic.

Your eyes I spot, they flame like fireflies.
And for once you remind me, your old bright light.

And I watch you run, in an endless chase.
In your mind’s filthy maze, the exit to find.

But I see your rugged breath, it’s too heavy now.
Your tattered flesh, sinfully weights you down.

My last tear for you, I have shed already.
But search as I may, no pity in my heart still lies.

For you childish blew up, your life’s last chance.
Your weakness demanded and your mind gave up.

Not once, but twice, your hope you damned.
Dismissed it as lie, before letting it fly.

This forest’s silver bees, that are hunting you now,
how many times have you caressed?

Countless times to sting you you’ve begged…