spirits make another silent march pass the living whispering warnings as they stare into empty eyes eyes that cannot see the dangers of hate and greed or how denial of inhumanity turns the earth into graves graves for children graves for the poor graves for the weak graves for those different and soon graves for the blind who will then join the march with closed eyes that see
history has nothing to teach you even as the bodies pile up you’re steadfast in your allegiance to voodoo political witch doctors and are more than willing to accept rape murder and the pillage of the nation’s wealth chanting like on skull island kong kong kong or sieg heil sieg heil repeating those familiar patterns spoken like a five year old with limited mental capacity it makes you feel superior or at least equal but such equality was what the founder fathers feared
the brown bag prophet was sitting quietly at a park bench writing with furrowed brows in an old notebook as if he were attempting to solve some deep mystery when i inquired as to what he was working on he said i’m trying to figure out how the republican party might redefine themselves once they sell out the american public during the trump impeachment trial in the senate i’ve come up with some but i doubt that they’ll sell the political product he said what do you think about one of these for gop grand obsolete party goons of putin gag order presidentship gaga over putin guilty of panjandrum government of pandemonium guardians of pantophobia gouging oppressed public i interrupted his long list and said you’re right neither you nor they can sell anyone on turning your back on the constitutional fact that no man is above the law
the brown bag prophet was listening to a radio address as i was leaving work he said you know everytime the guy in the white house talks i feel like he’s saying get on my glory train with stops at auschwitz belzec bergen chelmno dachau not a ride i want to take how about you
