baby with the bathwater…

 

there
may be
criminals
indeed
there
may
be
so
we should
reject
everyone
at
our borders
everyone
pregnant women
frightened children
those persecuted
and
facing
certain death
in
their homeland
all
for
your
fears
you are
indeed
a
most
moral soul
and
a true
example
of
the american dream

 

for the good of the country…

 

trickle
down
honesty
and as
necessary
outright
lies and denial
there’s
no need
in
respecting
oaths
sworn on a book
regardless
of
its symbolism
to
society
although
such
sentimental thinking
is
taught in schools
it’s
rarely practice
in
the real world
we
have
to accept
all the shades
of
black
that define
the world
of
politics
people dying
for
the uncommon good
is
just how
the rich
get
richer
fantasies
of
freedom
and
justice for all
are
merely
promotionals
not
to be
taken
seriously
which most
americans
apparently
have grown
to accept
given
their
voting record
these days

 

and they said the circus was dead…

 

boastful rhetoric
as good as
pt barnum’s
spews forth
from
washington
carnival cadences
attracting
and
distracting
american schmucks
to and from
the
sideshow freaks
freaks
of
every sort
from
congressional leaders
to
supreme court judges
all the while
the ringmaster clown
with
orange hair
and
skin
provides ample
subterfuge
to relieve
the nation
of
its wallet
simple
duplicity
the flag
being waved
with one hand
while
the other
does the deed
necessary
for
personal
and
family gain
oh
inside the big top
there are three rings
of
non stop entertainment
encompassing
the whole
of
government
you’re
free to enter
all
with
the right pass
but
please note
that
some areas
of the circus complex
are
restricted
and
have been marked
with
red lights
to
denote
family
living quarters

 

freedom’s fairytale…

 

let’s read a story
to children held behind bars
this time one that’s true

 

possession…

 

how many
night sounds
inhabit
your dreams
does
the coyote’s
lone call
stir you
from
an old lover’s arms
leaving you
alone
in
the darkness
or
does
the pine tree’s
breathing
in the wind
remind
you
of
those
last promises
as
you shared
the sacraments
of
love
for
one
final time
before
night sounds
became
your
only
companion