self-interest…

self_interest

whether
a person
or
a nation
lies
conceal
actions
actions
that reveal
wealth and power
are
more important
than
human lives
lives
crushed under
the weight
of
their own
ignorance
and
blind faith
faith
that words
are
sacred
even when spoken
without
a shred
of
sincerity

 

 

a regrettable poisoning…

a regrettable poisoning

these things
do
sometimes
happen
and
have been
prescribed
as
an act
of
god
you know
that
old
god willing
stuff
like
god
gives a damn
about
what
happens
on
earth
given
duties
of
the universe
new
stars births
and
such
a more
appropriate criminal
is perhaps
humankind
those arbitrary atoms
bombarding
one another
unable
to control
even
minor reactions
with
one another
but
let’s set
guilt
aside
and
consider
the ingestion
of
poison
poison
clearly labelled
yet
taken
without reservation
so
who should
bear the burden
of
blame
those concocting
notorious
chemical compounds
of
death
or
those refusing
to
read
the labels
which is
just
another case
of
ignoring
the
handwriting
on
the wall
perhaps
we’ll need
another
burning bush
to
validate
the
obvious

 

 

about that gnat in your soup…

about that gnat in your soup

i want
to
sincerely
express
my appreciation
for
your honest
statement
of
your deepest trepidations
but
as a mild point
of
perspective
i liked
to
call to your attention
to
this year’s
169 thousand deaths
of
mothers
that occurred
during
childbirth
oh
and
the
2 million hectares
of
forest
that has been lost
to erosion
erosion
produced
by
man’s negligence
of
the planet
oh
and one last thing
to mention
the
23 thousand people
who died
of
hunger

today
but
your serious
concerns
about
the availability
of
live lobsters
in
your local
market
will
of
course
be
given
appropriate
consideration

little lamb has gone astray…

no where to be found
not a speck of it
absolutely nil
there’s nothing in sight
as far as the eye can see
weeks ago there it was
but once dollars were flowing
it suddenly disappeared
oh moral courage
lost in the senate

 

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

house cleaning…

it’s the start
of
the new year
need
to go through
my
iphone
contact list
and
delete
all
the names
of
those
sacrificed
for
the
financial
and
political
gains
of
society’s
charlatans

 

other people’s problems…

their tears and sadness
should not disturb your night’s sleep
sounds outside your door
should be ignored but you might
have to lock doors tomorrow

 

incantation to the dead…

child
there ain’t
no use
talking to the dead
your
calling upon
them
to
help the living
just
ain’t got a chance
in
hell
of changing a damn thing
do you
really
believe
they care
whether
or
not
a child goes to bed hungery
or
some common man
gets
evicted from his home
cause
he can’t pay the rent
or
whether
or
not
some working person
loses their job
and
can afford to meet
their family’s
most
basic needs
hell
you better take
a closer look
those bodies
you see seated
are
mere apparitions
of
what
might
have been
alive
once
but now
they just occupy
a senate seat