razor blades in candy…

from
my
second floor apartment
i
could see
the brown bag prophet
wearing
a surgical mask
and
holding up
a series
of
signs
like
cue cards
the signs read
sweet exterior
economic incentives
inside the bill are dangers
hidden agendas
blank checks for cutting ada
hurting children and placing others at risk
social funding cuts and more
now really
is it an incentive or exploitation
the prophet
then turned
and
faced
another building

 

covid-19 press conference…

while the emperor
describes his new clothes to us
ego spun details
off camera bodies pile up
and a child asks why he’s nude

 

the book of dying 2:3…

soon rivers smelled odor of death
bloody barren land bore no fruit
oil blackened soil choked earth’s creatures
as rich men toasted their success

 

trump’s america_profits first…

doctors and nurses
begging for what their job needs
world’s richest nation
leaving those who truly serve
alone on the plains of death

 

the book of dying 2:2…

greed blinds men this death knew
so offered wealth instead of freedom
so men submitted for personal gain
so their dreams were easily raped

 

the book of dying 2:1…

death’s fallen angels always spoke lies
saying they’re mistreated and unfairly judged
claiming that truth is but falsehood
calling on men to protect them

 

the book of dying 1:10…

so death decided to send angels
death’s fallen angels the soulless men
whose words enamored but were empty
blinding the eyes to living corpses