death finds us all…

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when no one
heeds
or
reads
the bible verses
that shield
the rich
from
the poor
the battle
will
begin
when
forgiveness
is
nothing more
than
empty words
doled out
by
the government
the
battle
will begin
when
lies
replace hope
and
children die
away
from their
parents’ arms
the battle
will
begin
when
the laughter
of
rich
echos
above the funeral
dirge
of
fallen soldiers
whose blood
has filled
their
wine glass
the battle
will begin
but
since
all these things
are
true
then
the battle
has
begun

 

terminus…

 

having had
a very
difficult day
at
work
i stopped by
aunt bea’s
i
needed
to end my day
with
a civilized conversation
as i conveyed
to aunt bea
how
a colleague
had
responded
to
my requested
input
aunt bea
smiled
and
said
it seems
to me
these days
that
when someone
solicits assistance
with
something that
they’re
vested in
they’re generally
asking
for
confirmation
of
what
they did
not
how it
might
be
better

 

the days of wine and roses…

 

when young we’re spendthrift
using our days to purchase
the dreams of others
but life’s depreciation
soon leaves no funds for our dreams

 

vicarious existence and survival…

 

true of most primates
including the human race
devouring babies
mothers eating their own young
as a source of nourishment

 

assassination by president…

 

was january
when our freedom was summoned
inside the white house
a gruesome crime then began
it was slowly dissected

 

for the good of the country…

 

trickle
down
honesty
and as
necessary
outright
lies and denial
there’s
no need
in
respecting
oaths
sworn on a book
regardless
of
its symbolism
to
society
although
such
sentimental thinking
is
taught in schools
it’s
rarely practice
in
the real world
we
have
to accept
all the shades
of
black
that define
the world
of
politics
people dying
for
the uncommon good
is
just how
the rich
get
richer
fantasies
of
freedom
and
justice for all
are
merely
promotionals
not
to be
taken
seriously
which most
americans
apparently
have grown
to accept
given
their
voting record
these days

 

interrogation gone wrong…

 

24
saudi assassins
at
my door
i
wonder
what’s in store
for
me
will i have my knees
when
they are gone
or
will the dawn
find
me
kneeless
or
worse yet
breathless