death certificate requirement…

death certificate requirement

as we cycled by
a corpse
had been placed
by
the side of the road
it needed to
be counted
by
an official
who
could not
arrive
today
so
the body
was placed outside
of
the village
that
would facilitate
the count
tomorrow
since
the official
could
just drive by
to enter it
into
the records
then
the body
could be buried
afterwards
that
reminded me
of
how we vote
in this country
placing the body
of
freedom
on the side of
the road
of
personal gain
not realizing
our children
will have
to
bury the body

guess it doesn’t matter anymore…

guess it doesn't matter anymore...

once baptized
with time
all
previous crimes
are to be forgotten
offenses of morality
are
washed away
and
we are encouraged
to
forgive
forgiveness
society’s masquerade
the transubstantiation
of
immoral acts
into
the divine law
of
man
so
unjust deaths
from
prejudice
religious intolerance
and
corporate profit taking
are to be seen
as
purified
by
the passage of time
politicos say
we must
forget
transgressions
in order
to move forward
but
forgiveness
is impossible
when
standing
among
the graves
of those
who died
for
the illusion
of
justice

fear #4…

hounds of hell

pledges
of
allegiance
in pursuit
of 
singularity
whether
it be
religious
political
or
social ideas
have created
the greatest
nightmare
for all
those
covenant words
transform
even
the lambs
of
god
into
the hounds
of
hell
willing
to shred
even
the flesh
of
their own
offsprings
to feed
the lust
of
intolerance

 

 

from freedom’s well…

from freedom's well

when people
were murdered
needlessly
there was
a brief
outcry
for justice
how could
anyone
accept
a vigilante inflicted
death penalty
for
merely drinking
from
freedom’s well
people
were so angry
for a while
but
when
it was pointed out
to
the gathering
crowds
that the well
holds
a forbidden sacrament
not
to be imparted
to
just anyone
according
to
our
founding fathers
only
the children
of
leukothea
are
permitted
to
drink from the well
and
with those words
as if endowed
with a blessing
the crowd
dispersed
singing
the national anthem
and
that old standard
this land is my land
private property

freedom’s evolution…

freedom's evolution

i’ve begun
to
count
the number
of
pleats
in
my
bedroom curtains
with each
recount
the number
remains
the same
i was certain
that
the winds
of
time
would alter
it
in some way
but
the number
has
not
changed
then
i started counting
the lives lost
of those
who
believed
they were free
or
just wanted to be
and soon
i lost count

 

 

the big lie…

the big lie

of all the lies told
perhaps the greatest of all
is the one which starts
we hold these truths to be self
but alas just empty words

 

these things take time…

these things take time

the grave
they’ve prepared
for
you
is
the same one
as
your forefathers’
your bones
will cover
their bones
beneath you
will lie
rusted shackles
and
scorched flesh
the dried petals
of
freedom’s promise
are now
just compost
softening
the earth
for
your arrival

 

 

state of the nation…

the state of the nation

it’s a police state
goose-stepping towards yesterday
corporate greed mandates
your share of national wealth
but it’s morally bankrupt