lesser men…

matryoshka

a game
of
cat and mouse
observed
by
buzzards
where
two
of
the same species
are
convinced
via
history
that
one
is
the lesser
but
both
have been
told
that
the other
is
the
lesser
so
in order
to
preserve
the
natural order
of
the universe
one
must be demeaned
and
destroyed
at
every
opportunity
and
to
the victor
nothing
but
more of the same
but
the
carcasses 
belong
to
the
buzzards
who
instigated
the
whole
damn thing
in
the
beginning

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

 

 

washington escort service…

washington escort service

high priced prostitutes
willing to shed
their
moral responsibility
to
a nation
for
the drug
of
addictive power
and
financial gain
doing what
their
pimp
moscow mitch
tells them
to
do
even
declaring
that
the emperor’s new
fascist
clothes
are
the height
of
democracy
but
what happens
when
the landscape
is
war-torn
and
there is
nothing left
to
rule over
and
no one
to
subjugate
for that matter
who will
change
the bloody sheets
on
their whorehouse beds

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

 

 

do you feel lucky…well, do ya, punk…

do you feel lucky

step right up
and
place
your bets
bet
whatever dollar amount
you wish
there are
no
limits
but
all bets
regardless
of
the wager
are
for
your life
toss the dice
of
climate change
where
the words
of
the game
are
loaded
and
suggest
you can win
but
the reality
is
the house
always wins
and
in this case
the
house
is
death
hey
but
if you’re feeling
lucky
spin
the wheel
of
global warming
watch
the wheel
whirl
like
a planet
out
of control
where
the potential
payout odds
for
survival
are
well
let’s just say
enjoy
the game

 

 

global catering service…

global catering service

always believed
that
the world
i saw
would evolve
to
include me
but
ain’t nothing
changed
justice
is still sleeping
and
folks like me
are
more
than
welcomed
to
serve
but
not
eat

 

 

like a two bit whore…

like a two bit whore

willing to spread their legs
regardless of the price
those politicians who
choose to be expedient
disregarding their pledges

 

 

osmosis…

osmosis

death
has no memory
so
victims
become
murders
killing in the same way
as
their own martyrs
were
slaughtered
and
for 
the same reasons
oppression
to gain advantage
and
to rule others
someone
must
always
be underfoot
to
support
the weight
of
man’s madness