there is little disagreement about their decaying nature and most folks consider the stench from their rotting souls particularly unpleasant however when pious platitude persons carefully evaluate how much money they’ve made from these walking political corpses an offensive defense is offered in behalf of the not so dearly departed they wear clean underwear
sitting acquiescing to injustice tacitly submitting to our own slavery denying that there are chains binding us to survival fears justifying our lot in life by claiming that this life is better than that life and this country is better than that country so words are spoken denying the smell of a nation’s rancid flesh passively saying there’s nothing i can do
corpse evangelists cannibals of god feasting on the souls of their flock using the bound word for searing the flesh of unborn children to solicit silver coins coins used fill their private martini glasses
he always took the lion’s share tho most of us know that the lioness is the true hunter but that is just an aside he also insisted that he be given the largest glass filled to the brim with wine or ale and she would always comply but one day in passing she said smiling have you considered that the largest glass also can contain the largest amount of poison
bapa dola said there was a man who built a strong dam to water his grass fields the fields grew beyond his greatest expectations when harvested for sale he could find no buyers since all the livestock downstream had died of thirst
it has never been about prizes these plush toys of cars villas and coins are mere tokens of the game most of the time you never got what was in reach and that didn’t matter for it has always just been about winning
the memory of you has been crated up into a plain wooden box and placed into storage among the other famous at-any-cost crowd your victorious pose now face down on a concrete floor staring into the abyss of history and into the dust that defines us all
