Spontaneous Generation

 

Joseph Danoski

 

Like pollution with no solution,

Came the Industrial Revolution;

Hardened men with hearts of coal,

Iron bodies without a soul.

 

Like desperation's aspiration,

Came the spontaneous generation;

Fallen spawn of fear and dread,

The children of the living dead.

 

Like combustion with no instruction,

They're ready, Hellbent

On self destruction.

On a night of urban blight,

Their fires rise to light the night.

 

No wrong, no right nor black or white;

They gather for the final fight.

 

Living disgrace of a dying race,

Thousands of fools with just one face;

Swinging the chain in fields of Cain,

Insane and acting out their pain.

 

And I'm the crazy graveyard kid,

Trying my best to raise the lid.

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      Joseph V. Danoski is a writer of letters and essays on diverse subjects, with strong opinions on many topics. A poet of horror, science fiction, and fantasy; he has been  published in journals and webzines both in the US and abroad. Various publications include Scavenger’s Newsletter, Pegasus, Red Owl, The Ultimate Unknown, Penny Dreadful, Pivot, Psychopoetica (UK), The Nocturnal Lyric, The Quest (India) The Aurorean, The Mentor & Masque Noir (Australia), Twilight Ending, Talvipaivanseisaus (Finland), The Romantics Quarterly, Hadrosaur Tales, Endemoniada, Northern Stars Magazine, Taj Mahal Review (India), The NeoVictorian, The Eclectic Muse (Canada), Frisson, Black Petals, Outer Darkness, Yellow Mama, Sanitarium Magazine, A Year of Sundays 2023, and The Horror Zine.

      Other activities include being a multi-instrumentalist, songwriting, and recording original music. Joseph currently resides in Berlin, New Hampshire. Dojonaki05@Gmail.Com