nature's nastiness

Where did the sun come from?
Complete with garden dwellers
fresh slabs of flesh, on parade
for all unwanting eyes to see

Slums mistaking sloth for fun
Waking wild but well-to-do
battered by bastards & pariahs
with dreams of deceased destinies

Backstreet blasphemies.

The myspace kids of 'morrow
Made up of mind and marrow
Betraying trained emotions
Yet setting sin in motion

Fighting fun for fantasy
In sofa-loafing romance
Entrenched in tailored treaties
Bludgeoned from the blood of dreams