Flustered Axons

Here’s to not accepting the accepted by the common accepted only because some common accepted feel that the accepted isn’t very much a point.

Justice, I wholly disapprove of your ability to justify the just.
In times of acceptance, may you fall into the depths of hell,
With your cronyism and use of leverage to power the masses,
I pray you fall deep into hell as with the departed souls of the demons;
Demons that once ran the powers of the world,
Demons that Caesar bowed down to,
Demons that God himself clicks his tongue in displeasure at.

May you fall deep into the fiery tongues of flame that would teach you;
Teach you lessons worth learning by the carving studded whips through skin,
Teach you lessons accepted by the most common of the uncommonly accepted.
I will you not the pleasure of understanding the levels of thought in me,
Because till today, even displeasure at the sight of me, makes you agitated,
And makes me smile with the malice of victory over your incapacitated mind.

Justice, I fairly judge you.
I will call you names in the sight of your foes,
And revel in the power over the relativity of your common.
See my presence and feel that even in joy, you find grief.
I tell tales of truth when I put my tongue to the song.
This I know only true because I see you whimper,
in the corners of the earth that only hides the leveled lies,
and illuminates the vicious truth…

Oh justice, I so very disapprove of you.
When hierarchy puts me to the test of nerves,
When power keeps you weak with the common accepted,
and strong with the uncommonly accepted.

Justice… You are weak. By your shaking feet, you are weak.
May you rot like a diseased body left to the flies,
open to the prospective stench of death and putrid indulgence in loose flesh.
You take the form of mature faeces,
and may you be loved the way a mother loves her son’s murderer.
I pray you wallow in woe and never leave the home you built from sputum and rancid pus.

In the end, Justice, you are nothing but a substandard in human life.
Pre-existent to the love of anyone.
You deserve nothing but hate!

As the common may accept, may the uncommon live in suffering and remorse.

To the uncommon – I HATE YOU TO THE CORE OF YOUR EXISTANCE!