goodbye america…

goodbye america....

oh
i’m not leaving
but
it appears
you’ve
died
freedom
ain’t
in
your name
nor
has it
ever been
but
now
the state
of
your decomposition
has
been
realized
by
the smell
of
your
rotting promises
seems like
all
around the world
your
demise
has been discovered
so
without
any doubt
we’ll need
to
start
the wake
before
there’s
nothing left
to
bury

 

 

holding my breath under water…

holding my breath under water

never learned
to
swim
but
pretended
would crawl
underwater
until
needing
to stand
for
fresh air
then
submerge again
crawling
until
the water got
too
deep
that’s when
i’d
turn around
and
head
for
the shores
society
had
defined
as
safe
for
my
race
and
class
of
existence
pretty much
like
much
of
my life’s
journey
and
extent
of
my freedom

checkmate…

checkmate...

after
he claimed
to be
unable
to
drive home
because
of
the wine
she
acquiesced
and
said
he could
stay
and
sleep it off
on
her sofa
as
she unbottoned
her blouse
to
prepare
for
bed
he crept
into her room
with
lustful
anticipation
she turned
slowly
like
in
a movie
and
drew
a small derringer
from
her bedside
and then
soberingly
asked
if
he wanted
to
sleep
outside
or
forever

no hope orphanages..

MILITARY RELIEF EFFORTS IN HAITI

child of the dead
your name has been lost
soon you will forget
their touch
and
the warmth
of
their words
these muddy fields
and
makeshift tents
are
you new parents
but
they will not embrace you
nor
seek to feed you
now
you alone
must do those things
expect only
more
tears

 

 

seeing comparisons…

wrapped in a martyrs flag

created ghettos
and oppressive laws
dehumanizing
all aspects of life
suffocating others to death

 

 

they grasp at straws…

they grasp at straws

parched
for
a taste
of
hope
humans
will consume
poisonous lies
or
even
swear
a mirage
is
real
long before
the madness
has
set in
others
will take
the sacrament
of
sports
where
nothing
has
a consecrated element
just
gladiators and lions
to
distract
their minds
away from
what
they
truly
thirst for
some
tangible
answer
to
their prayers

 

 

like a two bit whore…

like a two bit whore

willing to spread their legs
regardless of the price
those politicians who
choose to be expedient
disregarding their pledges

 

 

wrapped in a martyr’s flag…

wrapped in a martyrs flag

using the sins of others
to conceal their own sins
history’s atrocities
committed against their fathers
are now their adopted ways

 

 

canadian branding…

canadian branding

a common process
to
identify ownership
the first step
is
always
to
separate calves
from
the herd
to
neutralize herd influence
this can be
accomplished
by
placing calves
in
separate locations
or
on
calf tables
or
similar devices
think of it
as
sending the calves
off to school
next
apply the hot iron to skins
burning
into their minds
a deep sense of being owned
as for pain
the
duration
of
pain
for any given calf
is
unknown
but
there may be
lifelong effects
as for
mortality rates
due
to trauma
that is
unknown
examination of one site
unearthed
215 bodies
extrapolation
to
other sites
may be
comparable
but
that’s the price
of
social uniformity
as
supported
by
the adoption
of
these procedures
worldwide