_The Hollow Men_

Who be these hollow men,
These followers of idols
These passive hearts
And wicked tongues.

Castration by feminism
By worship of female.
These beta orifices of hipster ale.

Brittle frames of anti-christ,
Sold souls for false appaluse, Attention

Desecration of natural creation,
A mutated interpretation
Of what be, human operation,

These men of fetal womb,
Unwilling
Unwanting

Of masculine expectation,
A loiter of sophistication
Mocking at entry its invitation

They kneel before imitation,
A demon’s recreation
Lips of fantasy, a magician,

A trickster upon flesh,
A player of the stolen,
A dimension of deception

A dealer of treason,
So hollow,
Be the men who follow illusion

Pawn of internal desertion,
They are of no foundation
Breeding moral pollution

Hollow men of compulsory action,
They bare no inspiration
And are the death God and nation.

Be ware,
The hollow men,
The men, of masculine, expiration.