eulogies…

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

devil’s gut…

devil's gut

once
a vibrant nation
now
a host
for
aggressive
parasitic personas
that
devour
the
salutary substance
of
freedom
creeping
and
strangling
until
freedom’s
death
leaving
hollow
promises
for
our children

 

 

bicameral…

bicameral

deserted chambers
the walls destroyed from within
believe in nothing
for traitors are everywhere
they’ll say some comforting words
while stealing your life’s freedom

 

 

dark damp ground…

damp dark ground

leading a walk
through
the rainforest
the naturalist
said
it’s always
the one thing
you fear most
that shows up
during these walks
be it poisonous
bugs
or
snakes
and
sure enough
loudly strolling
through
the forest floor
an off course
politician

whispered…

whispered

though
i’m not at liberty
to
provide
any details
a
word
of 
caution
might
be appropriate
the package
of
perks
given to you
as
part
of
your
induced
birthright
owing
to your
race
should be carried
quite
carefully these days
there are stories
not
of robbers
that
you’ve been
taught and told
to
fear
but
rather
those pretending
to be
your brothers
the ones
carrying
stones
hidden behind
their
veil
of
lies

when vision fails…

when vision fails

what’s
before us
seems less
clear
the details
like
the truth
cannot be
distinguished
from
what
is hidden
in
lies’ shadows
those
words
between
the words
said
that are
so easily confused
with
reality
for
most disciples
of
tykhe
desire
that
their
beliefs
are
the gospel truth
though
most often
they
are not
rather
they’re
a convenient tool
for
political salesmen
to use
to
sell their snake oils
seems like
carnivals
have not
really
gone
out of style
in
the political circus
public schmucks
continue
to toss
balls of dollars
at
leaded kewpie dolls
that only fall
when
the peddler’s bank account
has reached
a stage
of
overflowing
or
the poor sap
is
about
to walk
away
before
their pockets
have been
fleeced
completely
to
fund
an undeserved
retirement
for
personal
public
service
at
which point
the only one
needing
a white cane
is
the public

when eyes avert…

when eyes avert

a
wall
of
death
names
scribbled
onto
old
decaying
wooden planks
of
history
those
souls
lost
in ignorance
believing
that
online propaganda
could
somehow
or
should
rebuke
science
so
they
joined hands
forming
a circle
around
their misconceptions
to
shield
those
within
but
those
within
all
died
but
the protectors
cheered on
by
the patrons
of
greed
and
power
couldn’t see
the
obvious
for
they
were
looking
outward
facing
the blinding
light
of
truth
unable
to
see
the carnage
of
their
blind beliefs
bodies
piled
high
into
eternity

the game of kings…

the game of kings

an
augmented reality
game
that uses
devices
devices
that overlay
the virtual experiences
of
kings
on top
of
the real
world
played
on
a multidimensional board
with
glass layers
each layer
containing game pieces
and
each side
representing
one
of the four corners
of
the world
the objective
is
to eventually
dominate
the whole world
through
power and wealth
kings
sit on the top layer
and
may move in any direction
but
cannot be viewed
by
any piece
at any level
thus
device screens
do not reveal
the location
of
any given king
kings
only determine
another king’s moves
by
the resulting effects
at
lower levels
the second level
is called
the legislative pitch
set with
ornately decorated
hollow pieces
that move
in
any direction
depending
on the ante
the king has made
for
any given piece
at
that level
however
antes
may be
secretly
made by other kings
thereby
altering
the movements
of
these mercenary pieces
the third lowest
level
holds a class
of
pieces
in the middle of
the game’s
social hierarchy
including
defenders
of
the crown
or
some
religious
or
political dogma
most importantly
this layer
contains
some queens
that when
properly moved
may be
to sacrificed
to
replace
more pieces
for
this layer
or
the lowest level
the lowest level
is comprised
of
what one could call
peasant pieces
used
to
develop wealth
for
the kings
and
are generally
considered by players
as
replaceable
as
for
the specific
rules
of engagement
they are
quite simple
win
at
any cost

madmen and mortals…

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

such a fragile shell
that holds
this thing
called
life
with
the center
as
the soul
how
easily
life shatters
with
the slightest
force
so
it is surprising
how
man
willingly
discards
his most
precious gift
from
the gods
forfeiting
existence
for
the void of vanity
or
the illusion
of
allegiance
some merchants
will
without hesitation
sell the souls
of
others
no matter
the duration
of
their existence
young or old
matters not
as long as
there’s a profit
to be made
traffickers
of inhumanity
tossing aside
the broken lives
as if chaff
in the wind
so it is
that
so many
lives end
some
even before
they’ve begun
for
madmen
rarely see beyond
themselves

 

 

a child’s play…

a child's play

let’s play a game
of
pretend
you pretend
with
a sincere stare
that you
truly care
about
the problems
of
others
their welfare
and
rights
to make
independent choices
under
the mantle
of
freedom
and as part
of
this dolos script
let’s
have you say
that race
and
social status
have nothing
to do
with
what you’ve proposed
say
you’re
merely
protecting
against voter fraud
and
only have justice
as
the center piece
of
your policies
oh
and let’s throw in
that
political ambition
and
power
are not
the stimuli
for
the actions
and
threats
that
you’ve made
those heavy handed measures
are
to defend
freedom
it’s
really
not
fascist
and i’ll pretend
that all you
say
and
do
isn’t
just about
you