Route To All Evil, Pt.1 (Greenery Surrounds Us) Poem by Axley Jade Blaze

They say money is the route to all evil,
But the road to success.
I say: money brings out the flames and fire, hell, and well, you know the rest.

Blood red traded, souls soaking,
As the soldiers exchange it for that green
It all melds together—it's a nightmarish scene.

Once you get right there in the center;
Understand the point, comprehend the dream
It's a death trap with a cluster of vultures; they work as a team.

Demons bursting through your skin,
As you trail a nature walk of chaos, fevered with zoonosis, they burst through the seams!
It's an acid-induced trip that causes you to holler, and to scream.

The only escape is to shred that paper—
Turn around, stop chasing that evil green,
To end the horror show, to murder the cravings, to forget the obscene.

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