you’ve sworn off meat out of your considerable concern for animal welfare and as a protest of how cruelly such docile beast are treated but though it’s not on the label the warehouse frozen discount fish you eat was caught by enslaved fishermen so you are partaking of their flesh and blood
you do know there’s a pandemic and economic chaos as well as a situation in which half of the american population is willing to support a self-pandering fascist oh you must understand i have no faith in my fellow man’s concern or compassion for others but i do have extreme faith in my fellow man’s greed that needs a healthy population and some semblance of democracy in order for said population to go to work earn money and buy all the things destroying the planet
everything’s fast food what we eat read and how we contemplate the world around us it’s easy to do ipads and watches deliver takeout predigested news served up with side dishes of calorie laden commercials for our consumption carefully conceived and cooked up by monetizing algorithmic corporate chefs
and since our minds are not feed anything to chew on the political and marketing lies are easily digested by democracy’s couch potatoes who without any physical effort on their part not even the consumption of weight loss pills still manage to lose significant portions of their freedom
sunken eyes blackened with fear flesh stretched tight over a fractured skeleton a framework of despair
too weakened to move or swish away flies flies on unattended sores festering wounds of war war for computer chips or more precisely the resources needed to manufacture chips precious semiconductors necessary
for calling out for pizza or chatting with unknown friends who’ve been befriended but not one call to this child
i’ve noticed that you’ve begun to talk to shadows and wait quietly for their reply one that never comes but still you wait like some marble monument depicting an unknown saint slain in the service of an unknown god i suspect that you do not see the encroaching darkness nor understand the perils of your compromising you’re too engrossed in your dreams of power to see or hear death’s proclamation i claim your soul for serving the god apate
so easily confused the prey or the predator roles that often seem interchangable depending on the moment in history but there are only a few true predators consuming every aspect of their prey’s life their flesh and bones even their souls are cannibalized but the unwary prey go about their ritualized routines praying in churches grasping bibles while holding questioning faith riding subways to resent filled positions where they’re demeaned on a regular schedule but the salary’s necessary to payoff the debt they owe the predators so they continue to be consumed
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
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