Original Poetry Fan Fiction ❯ Quotations of Kazuki Ferret ❯ Knowledge Imported ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Knowledge Imported

By: Kazuki Ferret

Sometimes I wish this world would stop to think, stop to drink

Stop and smell the ashes, come see the blood flow from gapping gashes

Come to see the funeral pyre, no compromiser

Watch the corpse of mother earth bleed and burn to our desires

Dance with us as mad jackals as we bring doom upon our heads

Come and watch the world turn, help spread a chemical burn

See the blackened lungs breath a chemical mix; suck the blackened blood for pleasure

Suck it from the Corpse we poke with our bombs

Together we'll build a bridge to span a gap

Stand on opposite edges of a ridge jagged edges lead to a jagged rock junction

In fear we build ourselves a bridge to span that ridge, hand in hand together

Pride in our work drives us further apart as the chance of union increases

We together stand on the completed bridge, wondering who worked harder

Shake hands and then place some bombs on both ends

Raise your city walls and I'll build mine higher, start an arms race

We'll scar the land to satisfy our needy demands make it fast paced

More and more we take, no worries it'll all come back soon! Right?

Build our factories; choke the world's throat sacrifice a goat

Poison clouds climb higher into the sky, endless smog and smoke

Cure our disease while poisoning ourselves

We stand united and divided on uncertain shaky land broken by our demands

With a little tease we've fixed it so we can't breath

Falling tears span our years can't quite place the blame for our shitty situations

Fall as rain drops these tears of sadness melodramatic stupid sensitive bullshit

Until the rain falls red, opening shots fired no more compromisers

Bullets fall on heads, may the streets and fields run red with the blood of our boys!

Thirty aught six delivers death from above at two-thousand seven-hundred feet per second

Clicky-clack hear as the shells fall, interesting toys we have here

Magnificent crescendo if there was a crowd they'd clap, such excellent actors we have

When they heard my AK's Kalashing symphonic death musik, Russian born, she's an old girl

Death delivered at six-hundred rounds a minute, no new trick needed!

You buy your diamond rings and other such pretty things

Think not of the suffering they bring

Think not of the man with no hands

Don't think of the man who can't stand

Think not of what I speak

Think of only the joy you'll bring to your materialistic household

I try to make the most of shitty situations

Try to deal with mechanizations not of my own creation

Built by some mystical satanic cultist bullshit wizard-man

Science tries to solve riddles tries to find answers to questions un-asked

While I stand here on my little pedestal screaming “WHY!?”

I've watch two men build a bridge together, two brothers

When the work was down they stood in the center and each lit a match

To betray your friends is to douse the bridge who've built

Best to douse it in the red blood bought oil of lands Far East

And be the first to drop the match

A never ending stream of digital information

Books left unopened

Knowledge lost across a nation

Too in love with wretched indignations

No time to stop and look and think workaholic work load married to desks

From nine to five work through hell come home and keep working

Wake up the next morning, repeat steps one through three

In the early dawn if you stop you can see the path a ferret took

“Sacrifice a rook to save a pawn, end game match!”

The information lost in the net's clause

Death brought by the top charting

Bullshit pondering, slick stupid pop artists

Rap about the lies, pretend play make believe on a joker's stage

Keep your eyes on the pay day

Listen not to the sage artist; listen yet to the fucking con artist

Plot your own course; use your own drawn charts

Watch out though, your path is a fucking trap

Drawn up by a lost directionally challenged con artist

No cause for the culture to rally behind

Turn to false idols you become loving disciples

Prescribe yourself the cyanide pills chase `em down with a cocktail

I used to play that game in a past long behind

I got outta that game like an escape artist I'm a self-artist

No false idolism for me, I'm no Canterbury pilgrim

Follow my own way

Self-artist, I'm no crook peddling false knowledge by a brook

Lay me down some strange place

Six feet down, words spoken by a crook

Where I find no trust and let my bones rust

Rest for the soul is found there, or nowhere

Here in my special box, six feet in the sand

Take a stand and die for it

Spark a revolution, my words can be a match

The hardest thing is waiting for the sparking to catch

The Goddess told me this to

You're all lost, no cause to rally behind

Such a sad little song you and I sing together

Can't even preserve the status quo

Come in the middle of things, no come at the end of things

Things are always better when looking at the past

Everyone has prefect hindsight 20-20 vision

Aint that worth a laugh?

I'll tell you all, death comes

To all big and small, in between as well

I'll tell you to do what to do

Love your life; it's a fleeting moment in my dreams

You had might as well just be fucking bleeding out of a gut wound

This life is just a glimpse, flash in the pan one chance to light the land

Catch this one glimpse and do your best, the best you can

Once you're do, you'll get a nice rest, a nice little box for a final nest

Laid down six feet in the ground, there you wait

Laid to final rest, find your final peace

It's somewhere, hidden in those endless dreams

That was from her to me to you, I give to you

The best answers I can, barrowed information and wrecking indignations

This knowledge is imported drawn from many unknown sources

Drawn from my fever dreams and blended with the more lucid kinds

Mixed and matched tit for tat, this and that

Knowledge drawn, source unknown, imported knowledge

Mixed in my mind, forever mine, forever dine

Written down forever in my journal of endless quotes and jokes

Look for it, my knowledge imported you can find it under

“Kazuki Ferret's Dreams”