mankind…

mankind

we are dead stardust
catastrophic remnants
orphans of the universe
perhaps that explains
our inhuman behaviors

dark transfiguration…

once those nailed to a cross
stand upon solid ground
and have the nails removed
they grasp hammers and spikes
placing others on their crosses

 

preprogrammed…

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

 

in due time…

those eyes
you
will not
stare into
for fear
they’ll see
that
your strength
is nothing
but
weakness
will soon
pierce
your façade
stripping you
naked
for those already
laid bare
will want
the same
for
you

the perfect video game…

there’s mass destruction
manipulated humans
destitute children
no personal involvement
it’s our governmental games

 

final election results…

fangs dripping with blood
victims prostrate at his feet
still this nation bleeds
state rights are to be ignored
hoping for dictatorship

 

the oppressed…

you can’t hear my thoughts
though they are quite deafening
nor chose to see me
but there’s centuries of wrath
staring at your eyes beware

 

vigilantes…

put him in blackface
then listen to his venom
now what do you think
should those who match his color
follow what he recommends

 

those above the law…

you’re vinegar drops
on the crucifix of time
our blood warmed your feet
but shed blood turns to lava
and so our fate will be yours