recruitment program…

bodies
piled high
around
the flag pole
shoring up
what’s left
of
a ragged
flag freedom
a flag

wavering
atop
a greed
infesting
staff
of
reason
rotting corpses
of
hope
stacked
to
hold back
the gale
of
self-interest
that grows
stronger
everyday
so
more
bodies
are
carted in
however
more
will be
needed
but
volunteers
are
hard
to find

sweeney todd…

presidential pies
ingredients baked daily
served with russian tea
made from the unsuspecting
for all those willing to pay

under garish glow of tweets on the screen…

the brown bag prophet
said
seems to me
that
the moral majority
has been
replaced
by
the core
of
corruption
who’ve
lifted
deception
as
the golden calf
to be
worshipped
by
a nation
of
shylocks
who seem
to
totally relish
dancing on
the
shattered constitution
with
congressional prostitutes
dressed
in
publicly funded
flowing robes
robes
of
red
white
and
blue
but mostly
white
and
as for
the original
ten commandants
that
are
the foundation
of
major religions
well
those
by
presidential decree
and
his personal validation
have been
reduced to powder
under
the grindstone
of
greed
oh
how we need
another
miracle
from god
something other
than
a burning bush

bonfire of political delight…

bodies
piled
upon
urban dreams
stacked
like
old books
in
a scene
from
fahrenheit 451
bodies
of
children
weened
upon
a
dream
of
freedom
and
justice for all
now
just
emaciated
bodies
of
hope
layered
between
the dried dung
of
political promises
and
desiccated sticks
of
national loyalty
soaked
in
the kerosene
of
corporate
greed
to
be torched
and
forgotten