tomb raiders…

like locusts
that
devour every living thing
grave robbers
have set upon
the land
they’ve come
in waves
the first
were
those
just seeking
the finest treasures
all the while
spray painting graffitii
to cover up
all the sacred symbols
the second wave
was comprised
of
magistrates
ministers of the law
seeking
personal glorification
by
possessing
those things that would
extend their power
in the eyes
of
others
the last wave
were common men
tearing
through the tomb
seeking
scraps
whatever
tossed aside
by
those
whose actions
had taken
justice
and
freedom
from
the nation

 

sympathizers…

each took
a turn
to pound
the nails
into
the hands
and
feet
none chose
to
voice concern
for
their part
in this foul deed
since
each
blooded hand
obtained
personal gain
and
fame
for the crucifixion
of
the nation

 

free will…

outside an open grave
sun burns a man’s rotting corpse
there’s no one to grieve
dried fingers clutch coins of gold
he dug this grave years ago

 

random acts of violence…

simulated waves
of
empathy
wash over
the bodies
in
the street
bodies
wearing
corporate logo t-shirts
corpses
photographed
like
selfies
on
iphones
and
posted on facebook
for
likes
by
social mercenaries
dreaming
of
corporate sponsorship
while
police
with
city seal embossed
face masks
employ
non lethal rubber coated
lead bullets
into
the eyes
of
reporters
and
into
the skulls
of
vietnam vets
those
old men
on
their way
to fill prescriptions
for
heart meds
a
med
not need
for
those without
a
heart

 

intensive care…

initially
no visible symptoms
of
impending demise
although
patient’s prognosis
was
questionable
due to
prior
illnesses
however
patient reported data
implied
there was
no need
for
concern
but
an internal
infection
had continued
to
spread
sepsis
that soon involved
all
major organs
severe sepsis
until
the nation
was in
septic shock
a hapless
victim
of
its
own
untreated
choices

docked on the river styx…

did we
just
arrive here
or
have we been
on
this course
for
quite sometime now
few places
are
arrived
by accident
most
are
set courses
by
either
ourselves
or
those
before us
had we
not denied
what
clearly
was written
our final fate
would have been
perhaps
different
but
we
chose
to
stay
the course

 

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

 

post pandemic…

fear
moving through veins
the sudden
cardiac arrest
of
freedom
no
resuscitation
offered
tourniquet
of
greed applied
to
humanity
so
the flow
of
truth
stopped
the
dead
will not be counted
until
after
the election
blame
assigned
to
anyone
but
the guilty
the hunchback
of
ignorance tolls
the bell
of
blindness
while
wallstreet sugar daddies
divest
in old relationships
since
working at home
for goes personal contact
with
former employees
of
the opposite sex
home office hours
now
require
closed door
procedures
to
complete
conversations
once
held after work
forced smiles
and
passing kisses
now
replace
excuses
for
not arriving home
before
the appointed time
request
to
work in office
denied
cost benefit ratio
cited
depression
soon
sets in
body found
in
the pool

 

selective…

how can you
take
the word
of
god
and
cast
it
into
a sword
of
hate
what
devilish spell
is
said
to
bloodlet
in
the name
of
god
what text
have
you read
that
no one else
has
seen
that places
a man
before
god
and
before
all others
that
god
has created
does your
flag
blind your eyes
to
truth
does the voice
of
a fool
mask out
the
wailing
of
dying children
perhaps
you
choose
to
be
blind
deaf
and
dumb
for the sum
of
thirty pieces
of
silver

 

colony wars with virus…

forced reopening
has the familiar culture
of a petri dish
where the question is what grows
economy or death rates