based on personal opinion…

as god’s charge on earth
man’s the divine’s steward so
don’t expect justice

 

 

and who is my neighbor…

a frozen body
in the fetal position
lies on the sidewalk
before life’s final hours
a vibrant human being
but the death of compassion
in humankind has
averted eyes of concern
to deny what’s known
that human fate can be altered
no one needs to die alone
frozen on the cold hard pavement

eulogies…

words
offered
before
burials
or
the hearts
have
stopped
beating
words
on
any
other occasions
might
have raised
the dead
like
the widow’s son
at
nain
but
these words
with
angelic tones
are
political sound bites 
that
echo
through polished
marble hallways
hallways
that are
the only
grave markers
and
eulogies
these homeless
will
ever have
such
concerned words
just
dry leaves
crushed
beneath
the feet of inhumanity
dust
without life
or
life giving
mere moments
of
fleeting guilt
insincere regrets
for
inaction
offered
before the graves
are
dug
or
the bodies
are
even cold

return to sender…

i’ve posted
a
letter
to
death
didn’t bother
with
a
return
address
seemed
rather
pointless
since death
is
omnipresent
actually
the whole
letter
was
pointless
for
the same reason
but
it made me
feel good
to
address death
on
such a personal level
you know
like
when we say
we’re all in this together
or
i don’t see colors
those
ultimate
social platitudes
basted
onto
the carcass
of
human bondage
words
offered
when
folks
are
uncomfortable
or
are
uttered
because
the speaker
is
just plain stupid
about
the history
of
mankind
unable
to
see
that
even though
we
can
feed everyone
and
heal
most
there’s
a reluctance
to
do so
since
there’s
no
profit
in
morality
that’s
why
death
hasn’t bothered
to
write
back

embedded nightmares…

those
who oppress
others
know
that fear
is
just
soft clay
that
can be shaped
early in life
and
will last
a lifetime
once
hardened
by
time
and
humiliation
such
a simple
science
of
inhumanity
practiced
for
centuries
by
every
nation
on
earth
and
yet
the oppressed
never
figure
out
why
their nightmares
continue

canadian branding…

a common process
to
identify ownership
the first step
is
always
to
separate calves
from
the herd
to
neutralize herd influence
this can be
accomplished
by
placing calves
in
separate locations
or
on
calf tables
or
similar devices
think of it
as
sending the calves
off to school
next
apply the hot iron to skins
burning
into their minds
a deep sense of being owned
as for pain
the
duration
of
pain
for any given calf
is
unknown
but
there may be
lifelong effects
as for
mortality rates
due
to trauma
that is
unknown
examination of one site
unearthed
215 bodies
extrapolation
to
other sites
may be
comparable
but
that’s the price
of
social uniformity
as
supported
by
the adoption
of
these procedures
worldwide

 

 

mankind…

we are dead stardust
catastrophic remnants
orphans of the universe
perhaps that explains
our inhuman behaviors

crazy old woman…

stumbles on broken sidewalk
heart pacer kicks in
unable to rise
moment of hope
sees young family
they stare away
walk around her
on the street
good parents
teaching child
not
to speak
to
strangers
bruised
struggles to find
her new iphone
tells husband
morning walk
has gone
awry

 

 

dark transfiguration…

once those nailed to a cross
stand upon solid ground
and have the nails removed
they grasp hammers and spikes
placing others on their crosses

 

creation…

and man created satan
in his own image
to conceal his essence
thus having a viable
scapegoat