your privacy….

dear sir
or
madam
we deeply regret
to
inform you
that
your child
has been sold
into
slavery
we’re certain
that
your offspring
appreciates
your every effort
to shield
and
shelter them
from
this most
inevitable fate
but
as you
may not know
government agencies
are quite capable
of
monitoring
and
recording
all aspects
of
human communication
note
our
propensity
to
detect
even
the slightest
electronic impulses
see article
regarding
voyager2 space probe
as
an example
of
what we can do
with
surveillance
when
we put
our minds
to
it
or
you
might want
to
look at
those marvelous
satellite images
which
clearly indicate
we can see
even
the time
on
your watch
or
the text
of
the book
you’re
currently reading
however
we will
continue
to
support
you delusion
of
privacy
by
limiting
what photographs
can be
taken
by
non-governmental professionals
as part
of
some artistic statement
or
attempt to document
society
with
that in mind
you can be assured
that
photographs
of
your child’s enslavement
and
location
will not be
revealed
to
anyone

 

freedom’s song

ain’t no music
to be played
really
doesn’t matter
the song’s
been heard
before
with words
that
make promises
never
kept
for some reason
folks
always joined in
on
the chorus
guess
flaws are easily
concealed
when
the number
of
voices
are multiplied
but
those damn
solos
never seem
to
attract
a crowd
of
participants
it’s hard
to stand up
and
raise your voice
when
there’s
uncertainty
and
a voting audience
waiting in
judgement
to
contend with
easier
to
just wait
for
the
collective part
of
the song
the chorus
even if words
are
merely mouthed
you can’t
be proven
wrong

grasp straps and pull…

distant words
abhorring
overheard
intended
but
veiled in denial
then
an
all’s well smile
flutters before eyes
repeated gestures
of
oppressors
seen
more times
than
one can count
objective
to grease
success’ pole
before
anyone attempts
to
climb out
of
poverty’s pit
a pit
stared into
by
tormentors
from
its edge
gilded
with
promises
serrated sides
from which
despots
offer
encouraging words
and
relay
how they
arose
from the pit
but
they used
the
stairs

 

dooming moral choice…

simple to ignore
the faces and lives destroyed
when your eyes are closed
if you ask for forgiveness
you’ll find that our ears are closed

 

missionary work…

 

after returning home
to
africa
a friend
wrote
don’t mean
any
offense
but
after
studying history
and
seeing
what’s
recently transpired
your nation
has
never been
as
advertised
united

 

sin added to sin…

first came the lying
next delusions based on lies
then treasonous acts
while calling the innocent
by your own name criminal

 

indiscernible effort…

chambers echo now
words
of
national healing
and
forgiveness
spoken
by
once strident
and
incendiary
voices
but
propose that
to
the dead

 

proud boys storm walmart…

in
an act
more
seditious
than
the last
another
american icon
has been
besieged
an
al qaeda-like
anarchist
moronic
mongrel mob
entered
the hallowed aisles
of
bargain basement prices
looting items
consistent
with
the american dream
carrying off
cases
of
budweiser
lays potato chips
and
condoms
politico
lindsey
in
another embarrassing
moment
for
south carolina
noted
that
no democrat complained
when
bin laden
was
killed
why the big fuss
over
this
walmart siege
or
that of
the capital
just
boys
having fun
of course
he needs
their votes
when
they get out
of
prison

 

 

your growing regret …

 

your regret will not
breathe life into those who’ve died
so just save your breath
don’t burden us with more lies
of your spineless behavior