when vision fails…

when vision fails

what’s
before us
seems less
clear
the details
like
the truth
cannot be
distinguished
from
what
is hidden
in
lies’ shadows
those
words
between
the words
said
that are
so easily confused
with
reality
for
most disciples
of
tykhe
desire
that
their
beliefs
are
the gospel truth
though
most often
they
are not
rather
they’re
a convenient tool
for
political salesmen
to use
to
sell their snake oils
seems like
carnivals
have not
really
gone
out of style
in
the political circus
public schmucks
continue
to toss
balls of dollars
at
leaded kewpie dolls
that only fall
when
the peddler’s bank account
has reached
a stage
of
overflowing
or
the poor sap
is
about
to walk
away
before
their pockets
have been
fleeced
completely
to
fund
an undeserved
retirement
for
personal
public
service
at
which point
the only one
needing
a white cane
is
the public

the smell…

the smell...

i’m not sure
why i didn’t notice
it before
perhaps
the window
was partially opened
and
i must
have been closer
to
the window
so
the stench
went
unnoticed
but
i’ve heard
others
speak
of
it
but
i was certain
for awhile
that
they were
quite
mistaken
but
now
the smell
is
totally
oppressive
putrid smells
of
a slaughterhouse
bends
my body
to
the ground
as
i retched
when
i realize
that
in
the darkness
of
these
last few years
it was
the smell
of
the rotting corpse
of
freedom

playpens…

playpens

traditionally
a square shaped space
with
solid bars
resembling
a cage
no
flexibility
in
the range
of
movements
but
was excellent
at
teaching
the lesson
that
there was no way out
but
the old-fashioned
bar design
is
long gone
now
modern designs
provide
flexible walls
and
a clearer view
of
what’s beyond
the
horizon
thus
facilitating
the illusion
of
freedom
this sense
of
freedom
can be enhanced
by
a variety
of
extra features
added
to
this
stagnant environment
options
that are
entertaining
and
distracting
thus
heightening
the belief
that all things are possible
but
like
all social playpens
the function
remains
the same
to maintain
confinement
thereby
safety
for
the ruling class

 

 

when eyes avert…

when eyes avert

a
wall
of
death
names
scribbled
onto
old
decaying
wooden planks
of
history
those
souls
lost
in ignorance
believing
that
online propaganda
could
somehow
or
should
rebuke
science
so
they
joined hands
forming
a circle
around
their misconceptions
to
shield
those
within
but
those
within
all
died
but
the protectors
cheered on
by
the patrons
of
greed
and
power
couldn’t see
the
obvious
for
they
were
looking
outward
facing
the blinding
light
of
truth
unable
to
see
the carnage
of
their
blind beliefs
bodies
piled
high
into
eternity

the game of kings…

the game of kings

an
augmented reality
game
that uses
devices
devices
that overlay
the virtual experiences
of
kings
on top
of
the real
world
played
on
a multidimensional board
with
glass layers
each layer
containing game pieces
and
each side
representing
one
of the four corners
of
the world
the objective
is
to eventually
dominate
the whole world
through
power and wealth
kings
sit on the top layer
and
may move in any direction
but
cannot be viewed
by
any piece
at any level
thus
device screens
do not reveal
the location
of
any given king
kings
only determine
another king’s moves
by
the resulting effects
at
lower levels
the second level
is called
the legislative pitch
set with
ornately decorated
hollow pieces
that move
in
any direction
depending
on the ante
the king has made
for
any given piece
at
that level
however
antes
may be
secretly
made by other kings
thereby
altering
the movements
of
these mercenary pieces
the third lowest
level
holds a class
of
pieces
in the middle of
the game’s
social hierarchy
including
defenders
of
the crown
or
some
religious
or
political dogma
most importantly
this layer
contains
some queens
that when
properly moved
may be
to sacrificed
to
replace
more pieces
for
this layer
or
the lowest level
the lowest level
is comprised
of
what one could call
peasant pieces
used
to
develop wealth
for
the kings
and
are generally
considered by players
as
replaceable
as
for
the specific
rules
of engagement
they are
quite simple
win
at
any cost

madmen and mortals…

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such a fragile shell
that holds
this thing
called
life
with
the center
as
the soul
how
easily
life shatters
with
the slightest
force
so
it is surprising
how
man
willingly
discards
his most
precious gift
from
the gods
forfeiting
existence
for
the void of vanity
or
the illusion
of
allegiance
some merchants
will
without hesitation
sell the souls
of
others
no matter
the duration
of
their existence
young or old
matters not
as long as
there’s a profit
to be made
traffickers
of inhumanity
tossing aside
the broken lives
as if chaff
in the wind
so it is
that
so many
lives end
some
even before
they’ve begun
for
madmen
rarely see beyond
themselves

 

 

border crossing…

wholesale deli life

normally
he would
have
ignored
the bodies
on the road
from
horseback
one
often
sees
such
dried out forms
along
the border
but
these
were smaller
than
usual
emaciated
hands
and
limbs
of
children
grasping
larger hands
that were
buried
in
the sand
hands
touching
each other
with
such a sense
of
belief
a belief
wanting
to
deny
that
death
could happen
in
this
promised land
of
freedom

a child’s play…

a child's play

let’s play a game
of
pretend
you pretend
with
a sincere stare
that you
truly care
about
the problems
of
others
their welfare
and
rights
to make
independent choices
under
the mantle
of
freedom
and as part
of
this dolos script
let’s
have you say
that race
and
social status
have nothing
to do
with
what you’ve proposed
say
you’re
merely
protecting
against voter fraud
and
only have justice
as
the center piece
of
your policies
oh
and let’s throw in
that
political ambition
and
power
are not
the stimuli
for
the actions
and
threats
that
you’ve made
those heavy handed measures
are
to defend
freedom
it’s
really
not
fascist
and i’ll pretend
that all you
say
and
do
isn’t
just about
you

invented justice…

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there can be no doubt
a marketing miracle
has been created
oppressors are now claiming
the oppressed are tyrants
so real oppressors
have used a bunch of new laws
designed to assure
that those who have been oppressed
remain bonded to their will
a simple process
using disinformation
as a legal veil
essential truth distorted
power is all that matters

peeing on a myth…

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being
the last one
to
leave the service
a service
and
sermon
that seemed
like
the never ending story
to
even
the adults
in
the congregation
the pastor
decided
to finish off
the wine
for as
most folks know
opened wine
just doesn’t
last
until
the next
sunday sermon
so
it seemed
quite
reasonable
not
to let
good wine
go
to
waste
unfortunately
the drive
home
from the country
church
was
quite slow
due to
the bad roads
full
of potholes
and
as you all know
potholes
and
full kidneys
do not
go well together
so
the good pastor
made
the proverbial
pitstop
assuming
the secluded spot
surrounded
by trees
and
such
would provide
appropriate
cover
alas
as he was
feeling
the full blessings
of
redemption
he was
startled
by
a somewhat
angry voice
asking
why
he
was reliving
himself
on the grave
of
a great
texas governor