Lost Horizon Poem by Frank van Ojen

Sickening drugs, tainting my mind, suicide luring with her dark and luscious eyes.
Brains explode in overdone exercises wherein we abide by rules set by Gods of a sad society.
Towering buildings sent into an orbit of extra-terrestial proletarians who are blinded by christian lies,
Savouring a scorched earth, wrecked with heights of pain and suffering loved by a God, asassinated, drown into her vast, endless sea.