reopening america’s schools…

small
and
insignificant child
you
will be
canonized
some day
as
you
and
your peers
those
unwitting martyrs
to
the cause
of
the global economy
go back
to
school
so
your
parents
can
go back
to work
your deaths
will be
for
the greater good
of
the profit margin
and
the president’s
re-election campaign
as well as

bolstering
his
ego

 

american greatness…

so
this
is what
makes
america
great
the herding
of
immigrant children
into
cages
along its borders
the confining
of
its elders
so
death
will whisk away
its
economic woes
its knee
of
fascism
firmly
on
the neck
of
the free press
its
systemic
oppression
and
murder
of
its poor
and
all
outside
its elite class
of
white
a class
that has
a class
within
a class
male
and
female
its dominators
and
dominated
all the while
its
leader
hides
away in a bunker
like

hitler
as the war
for
freedom
rages outside
oh
such greatness
is hard
to
fully
imagine
but
it would appear
it has been
achieved

 

covid-19 infant death…

tonight a child died
parents won’t be discussing
your boring lockdown
they will plan a funeral
and pray to an unseen god

 

this memorial day…

take time
to
look
into
the eyes
of
the dead
see
the person
the
father
mother
grandparent
and
child
who died
for
the political ego
of
a madman
you
needn’t
look
far
the bodies
are
all around you
in
refrigerated trucks
or
lying
in
basement
or
makeshift morgues
but
you may
need
to
pry
the eyes
open

 

ethnic cleansing of the 900…

cloaked in night’s darkness
freedom’s children’s rights are raped
like women he’s raped

 

a somewhat less than a modest proposal…

quite a simple plan
sacrifice all old people
to balance budget
let them all get the virus
thus reducing tax burdens
since that would decrease
the earned retirement payouts
though they’ve sacrificed
the economy’s foremost
so your grandparents are toast
however government
can channel funds to the rich
making them richer
and social security
will be a thing of the past
as for young workers
they’ll continue servitude
just making ends meet
crushed grains of humanity
beneath the grindstone of greed
bright side there’s no need
to fatten up poor children
to feed the wealthy
since food will be plentiful
without those old folks around

 

don’t blink…

having been pronounced
dead
that day
he chose
not to get up
but
to lie back
and
fully enjoy
the carrying ons
there
were
the children
that he had not seen
in at least
a decade
each of them
shedding tears
as
a rehearsal 
for
the
end ceremony
as if
a good performance
would somehow
change
a living trust
that aside
there were
relatives
whose
last words
were spoken
to
him
just before
the
end of high school
something about
him
never amounting to much
their tears
and
remembrances
were worthy
of
a daytime soap opera
understudy
several
of
the criers
were
totally
unfamiliar to him
no doubt
dropins for the free food
there were
of course
the professional mourners
from
the funeral home
whose clothing
reeked
of
profound insincerity
an insincerity
only matched
by
former colleagues
who
according to their
testimony
were
his best friends
he would have
scratched
his head
in amazement
but
that would have given
the ruse away
so
he chose
to
continue to listen
there were
comments
from
real friends
and
old lovers
each
touching
a special place
in
his soul
though
some said
he
was better off
dead
no more pain
or
stress on the family
so
he decided
he was
better off
dead

 

razor blades in candy…

from
my
second floor apartment
i
could see
the brown bag prophet
wearing
a surgical mask
and
holding up
a series
of
signs
like
cue cards
the signs read
sweet exterior
economic incentives
inside the bill are dangers
hidden agendas
blank checks for cutting ada
hurting children and placing others at risk
social funding cuts and more
now really
is it an incentive or exploitation
the prophet
then turned
and
faced
another building

 

the book of dying 1:5…

the word spread ignore the dead
all dead children would have died
there was nothing to be done
accept your fate pray to god