insurance policy…

redeemable
at
many walmart stores
restrictions
apply
for
coverage
of
specific
sectors
of
society
veterans
of
foreign war
children
of
nonresidents
or
resident children
speaking
with
a dialect
also
wives
unaccompanied
by
dominant male stereotype 
as well as
senior citizens
whose
extended hospital stays
reduce
the profit margin
therefore
please
note
policy
may be
cancelled
by
our hired gun
doctors
and
nurses
to
increase
revenue flow
to
investors
this
in
no way
should be
interpreted
as
remediation
of
the underlying problem
nor
should it be construed as
as
an admission
of
concern
since
our policy
and
procedures
are
first and foremost
implemented
with
our
investors in mind

 

in answer to your question…

how do i speak
of justice
that
grey fog
that lingers
along the coast
of life
though seen
from
the inland
it rarely
come this far
 ashore
here
only the smog
penetrates
the lungs
burning
with promises
never fulfilled
nor
intended to be
yet
the foot soldiers
of
innocence
march on
into battles
waving flags
that
mean
little
outside the confines
of
their
dream filled minds
they
like
old men
claiming
the wine
to taste
sweet
although
most know
it’s
as bitter
as
the vinegar
given to
christ
only
differing
by the innocent blood
that gives it
its color
blood
shed
by
seekers of justice
goose stepping
corporate marionettes
appropriately
dressed
for
their role
in
the world’s follies
performances
viewed
with sincere appreciate
by the elite
who would
applaud
but
such actions
would
highlight
the meaninglessness
of such deaths
so
they arrange
for a medal
or
two
as
intermittent reinforcement
but
all are given
a flag drapped coffin
a
consolation prize
a sort of
moral rubber ducky
to be
squeezed
during dark cold nights
provided
by
human greed
a replacement
for the sound
of a human heart
the heart
that was filled
with
love
the one
you used
to
hear

dogs under the table…

what shall man place
upon god’s table
for the feast
of
salvation
what morsel
will man offer
that
is
uniquely his
other than
the dried bones
of
sons and daughters
sacrified
in wars
for
man’s pursuit
of
wealth
and
fame

central sydney…

central-sydney

human eyes
staring
straight ahead
focused
on
texas big dreams
dreams
flashing
in
everything
and
everyone
like
the city lights
at night
from buildings
buildings
reaching
like
architectural dreams
and
the people
grasping
for
fortunes
with
bodies
pressing
against
bodies
each other
obvious
to
the gathering storm
of
unrequited greed

benedict arnold and company…

benedict-arnold

the brown bag prophet
asked me
to mail
a request
to
attend
a future
supreme court hearing
when
i asked why
he
said
i understand
that
trump
and
his children
are going
to be charged
with
treason
‘cuz
it’s
one thing
to mix
business deals
with
corporate interests
but
another
to do it
with
national interests
and
i want
a front row seat
for
this one

epilogue..

epilogue

the stage
is empty
as black elk
speaks
his final lines
all that was sacred
has been torn away
only
barren land remains
but
we must rewrite
the final scene
for now
even the land
is being raped
for profit
dug up
to bury
liquid poison
near the unmarked graves
of ancestors
ancestors
whose spirits
are in the land
and
the waters
that flow
beneath our feet
and so
we must paint
our faces
once again
and
mount a battle
to save
the very stage
we stand upon

return on investment….

return on investment

this time of year
the river moves slow
under the burden
of summer’s sun
sometimes
it barely moves
at all
like it’s
contemplating
human cruelty
wondering how god
could have ever entrusted
the evilest of beast
with the care
of the garden
it wasn’t surprised
when man
and his mate
were exiled
into the wilderness
rivers always seem
to be the first
to feel the poisons
of man’s doings
since
men always
want to wash
their hands
of
one thing
or
another
it was a river
that first tasted
the salt from sodom and gomorrah
as the rain washed it
to its sandy shores
and
it was a river
that carried the blood
of innocent souls
out to sea
as battles raged
around the world
and
on city streets
when
one human
took another human’s life
out of rage
or
as a calculated act
of terror
oh
the river
has even tasted
the industrial waste
of greed
and
washed away
the sins
of believers
as well as
non believers
submerged
for political reasons
yes
the river
has seen
as much
as god
but
has been
less
vested
in
humans

an aisle seat with beer….

revised2

wearing
a black
arm band
the brown bag prophet
proclaimed
that
today
was a day
of mourning
i presumed
his superbowl team
was not playing
a presumption
which
he quickly corrected
he noted
that thousands
of innocent people
will be dying today
in and around
corporate supply lines
while millions
of others
will be distracted
by
clever corporate
marketing ploys
those
dying
will be supporting
the corporate object
of the acquisition
of raw materials
used
to produce products
advertised during the game
a rather sad relationship
between participates
of a blood game
whose true goal
is money
he said
those attending
superbowl parties
are really
attending
a wake
paying their last respects
to the dying
and
themselves