Hermit

Fractured thoughts trying to find vision.

Megalopolis at our fingers.

We race to see each of us

Live our lives, never seeming

To loose our grip enough

So we don’t keep running in place.

Faces sag quicker than 

They used to. 

Know more people

Except ourselves. 

The hermit in us is unfed, 

The tyrant in us

Seeking to expand it’s ever

Hungry reach outwards,

Destroying creation itself.

The hermit the only chance 

for peace. Insanity incentivized.

The corruption of tyranny, seeking

To spread it’s seed across the web

Of humanity, until we all drone

In His Image.