Born of love you might come through, I am thereof hoping that is true but what of the cold and bewept of new born progeny with oncoming and none avoidant delinquency. The environmental factor loaded look at what no love has done, no care to feel when lost in the emotional deserts of the world, every arm a flailing in despair spinning to dizziness, ready to fall down in confusion. I was born I had lived, was I loved the matter of fact usage becomes incredible and where is the shore for the dispossessed to sit to save and lift from this undulating matter less road stuck from birth, by that noise in your ear. exhaling who are you, who are you, where is your mother “all grown up now I said.”
By Mason Cult Poet
Mason Cult Poet was born in Westmorland in the Lake District in a farming engineering community. On one side of the family many portions of nobility mainly the Stuarts. Mason Cult did as the herd does and went through the education process. attended drama school and ran small businesses. The stigma of mental health issues blighted him as it does with all creative people, was diagnosed in 2011 with a form of Asperger’s Syndrome which can impair executive function however it has given him a higher sense to see what others do not and from this ability he concludes the world is controlled by esoteric forces and that other interventions operate steering the world we know ro a new beginning.. What we witness we are forced to challenge and the work of Mason Cult assists this