and true to form
the buzzards swarm
to pick at bones
no heart, no home
an empty carcass
nobody, could care less
out for revenge
a parasitic trend
to ruin a life
don't think twice
this is cancel culture
come watch the vultures
from your glass houses
throwing stones
they ***** they moan
no holds barred
this is what they are
birds they twitter
they gossip they natter
they think they matter
but in the grand scheme
they've become a meme
karen's are barren
no offspring to speak
together they seem mighty
but really they're weak

I was in a trance of oblivion
To think that Sol's blessing
Was a bane and woe,
And Night was a granted gift
Bestowed upon my very soul

Enlightenment reached out to me,
Banishing the darkness
Where I drowned in ignorance--
I ought not to surmise
Virtuous or Nefarious