Cycle: Order & Acceptance Poem by Demontray Lockhart

Life is an upsidedown cake. We awake with closed eyes.
We spend our time inside our own minds, in disguise.
We go with the time - following a natural order, clockwise.
We welcome orders without wisdom. Automaticity and
Nature assume order. And we accept the obvious because
We choose to see the visibility in everything. Anything
That does not fit this cycle is met with empirical studies.
And philosophers break bread until they crumble and drown
Each other in lakes of metaphors. And all the while new borns
Are experiencing near-life crises. Taking their first breath of
Polluted air from years of men whom tainted the environment
With their overuse and mechanical inventions - creating a prism
For Carbon and dioxide to collide in. No more trees in the Jungle
To absorb our wiles. Just men without brains preying on the
Innocuous and illiterate beings whom possess a mere degree of
Order and automaticity. This cyclical effect is reoccurring. Life gives
Life, destroys it and rebirth it - an inside joke that hasn't reached
Cognition. Just plain ignorance among the multitude. A simple
Disposition lurks in the corner of rivalry. As academics play
Intelligent, instead of playing selection. Only if Darwin could
Explain the next process in evolution, then maybe we can
Be appropriately selective. Instead of selecting, a dominate
Gene pool to fool those who are neglected in numbers,
And who are minorities among us. We are using man-made
Apparatuses. As a consequence, conformity is no option - real
Life mosh pit. Advertisements read, "join us or be against us! "
Quid pro quo is the maxim at hand. Steal from the Cat and loose
A hand is the mouseprint verbiage. Deducing is forbidden. And
Good riddance to those who seek justice. Equilibrium is polysyllabic
But not polysemy. It has a motto that's mono: follow suit. There's
Not room for pairs. Just unity and conformity and anything else is a
Breach. Reach for the stars as long as you know your place and keep
Your space. But we are caution like third degree burns. This is so evident
And is engraved in us at birth. The cliché runs wild, "play with fire and
Get burn." We are taught to not burn our bridges. And bridge the gap so
There are no differences like expletives without semantics. And build
Bridges so that everything is connected. We are one in the same.
Race, nationality, creed, sex, religion are counterfeited demographics until
Political upheaval becomes threaten. Then rules are revisited and revised
And suited to those who own a Three-piece vintage. Armageddon destroys our
Natural process from men foolishness. So we start again with the clock ticking
As natural selection takes its course and the cycle reemerges with order and acceptance.