Black Sheep

by AlonEvil

Anxiety, heresy from this sad modernity
society that lives by morality of ambiguity
liquid society
no more chains, no more concrete
shallow words can’t touch you into your deep
creep, shit, crap, gap, sad, sleep
use to be a black sheep
fingers pointed to a red eye
black and blue makes this face looks like
a rainbow of a sad night
that keeps alive
the momentuum that we understand
the anxiety is the fuel of this statement
a hymn without lyrics, only lament
of this “big data” that we keep feed with malevolent