the forgetting…

the forgetting

from franco
to
trump
the stench
of
death
cannot be hid
it
flows
from
history’s bins
of
oppression
and
from
unmarked graves
now
covered
with grassy lies
and
halfhearted
apologies
for
atrocities
committed
now
undeniable
yet
politicos
strive
once again
to
rewrite lines
of
truth
with lines
of
deceptions
and
subterfuge
saying
to move on
we
must
forget
what happened
to heal the nation
said
as they
brush off
dried blood
from
their sleeves
and
hands
the blood
of
complicity

blood brotherhood…

there’s blood soaked dollars
lying inside the white house
though not reported
a few select senators
also share the blood bounty

 

refugee’s journey to freedom…

he said
death ain’t
that
bad
but
dying was
quite
complicated
found myself
and
family
in one of those
no man lands
between
two nations
we had left horror
only
to find
that
horror
had followed
our footsteps
winter’s frigid hands
took
our first child
while
the second died
of
that new virus
well
that’s what we
suspected
since
no one
was testing
nor
for that matter
considering us
suppose
it didn’t help
that she
hadn’t eaten
much that last week
my wife
the elders said
died
of a broken heart
such things
are hard to prove
but
having such losses
and
being seen
as
subhuman
may add
some validity
to
their belief
as for me
i drowned
crossing the border
my body
was swept
out to sea
no need
for a burial
in
another
unmarked grave
so you see
being dead
ain’t
all that bad
but
dying
well
that was
complicated

 

behold..children are a heritage from the lord…

don’t matter
which
good book
you read
quran
bible
or
whatever
spiritual star chart
you follow
the charge
to
all adults
is
to protect children
from
moral
and
physical harm
don’t
say nothing
about
only the white ones
so
i suspect
brown
black
and
all the colors
in
between
are
included
yet
everyday
i read about
how
children
are victimized
in
wars
or
how
so-called
civilized nations
caged
children like dogs
along
the border
and
at birth
how
children of color
die
more frequently
than their
white
counterparts
oh
there’s
far
too many
homeless
and
hungry
children to count
perhaps
our leaders
share
the notion
that
children of color
are just
useless eaters
as
i recall
that was the same
dogma
that
the nazis
subscribed to
wonder where
the
new mass graves
for
children will be

 

just a matter of time…

after all
the campaign promises
are made
and
dollars have
exchanged hands
then
we will bury
the
dead
after they
who have been vilified
at walls
for
childish hopes
of freedom
then
we will bury
the
dead
after your
sons and daughters are lost
in wars
that
buy the gifts
for the rich
then
we will bury
the
dead
after earth
expels a toxic breath
burning
the
lungs of all
saving none
then
we will bury
the
dead
after you
are homeless in your own land
begging
to
protect your rights
and family
then
we will bury
the
dead
tho after
nightmare awakenings
you’ll see
that
one new grave
is for you
then
we will bury
the
dead

 

thugs trump and other butchers…

no resolutions
just prayers for survival
god save the children

 

twas the life before christmas…

wrapped
in
such bright foil
and
moving
you might wonder
whose
christmas gifts
these
are
shall i tell you
these
are
for
despair
small
government orphaned
children
nestled
all snug
in
their
thermal blankets
on
cold
border floors
while visions
of
their parents
dance
in
their heads
as
they face
another day
of
dread

 

conflict…

Painting by Ever Fonseca Cervino

parole board meets
agrees
to release
a murderer
a second chance
at
life
for
good behavior
it’s been
twenty years
or more
since incarceration
no
second life
for
victim
no
resurrection
but
that’s
not the conflict
the president
politicos
and
corporate execs
who
are responsible
for
thousands of deaths
as
part of their
job
are
rewarded
for
increasing the profit margin
at
whatever human cost
they
are not
incarcerated
that’s
the conflict