cartels..

drug lords and politicos
selling dreams by the gram
to anyone paying the price
personal profits first
other’s deaths the cost of doing business

 

preprogrammed…

impulses must be arrested
firing patterns altered
from societal inscribed behaviors
otherwise history repeats
and extinction’s accelerated

 

makeshift morgue…

though finely crafted
this chamber reeks of death’s stench
that of a nation
assassinated for greed
and political power

cost of prosperity…

marble tokens
of
the excluded
sacrificed
for
the
included

 

pieces of property…

if you’re not born white
you’re forced into barracoons
until death’s ship sails

 

the great unfinished nation…

 

one explanation
for the state of the nation
moral poverty
that human bottomless pit
of sybaritic desire

 

house cleaning…

it’s the start
of
the new year
need
to go through
my
iphone
contact list
and
delete
all
the names
of
those
sacrificed
for
the
financial
and
political
gains
of
society’s
charlatans

 

junk drawers…

each nation has one
where it stores discarded parts
of humanity
utilitarian souls
for the capital machine

 

the time machine…

Reynold Brown, Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons

most americas
have been living like elois
so unaware that
beneath democracy’s soil
morlocks are feasting on them

 

penny slot machines…

the coins have faces
users never notice them
they’re just shoved into
the slot like souls into war
for users’ personal gain