when the wheels come off…

 

i cannot sleep
i hear
the night drums
pounding
within
my head
waking me
a
cold sweat
envelopes my body
in a shroud
of
fear
a civil war
is
coming
history
is about
to
be
repeated
once again
brother
against
brother
blood soaked
passions
will fill the gutters
of
hate and intolerance
a nation
poised
to
self-destruct
fulfilling
ancient prophecies
but
the dead
will not rise
nor
will the meek
inherit
the ravaged earth
they shall be
as
all shall be
the roadkill
of
man’s accelerated
greed

 

unable…

 

through
the glass plate
they
could see
on
the television
how
the world
came together
to
save
those children
trapped
in a cave
in
thailand
how
joyous
it was when
they
were freed
and
on their way
to be
reunited
with their parents
and
they wonder
when
and
if
the world
would
help them
reunite
with
their children
trapped
in the dark
border caves
of
america’s
racism
a nation
drowning
in
its own
fears

 

must cancel my appointment…

 

sorry sir
ain’t got nothing
in
the bag
no wool
from
sheep
nor
anything else
to make
you
rich
from
my
labors
since
i was stopped
at
the border
by
your
national security force
who
after
caging
me
and
my children
set me free
can’t tell you about my children
but
i suspect
they
nor
i
will be harvesting
your crops
this year
but
from
what
i hear
you won’t
need
them picked
because
of
the trade war
something ’bout
no nation being able
to
afford
what you planted
so
that
stuff
is just gonna
rot
but
not to worry
you’ll still get
your
government
crop welfare check

 

bend over and….

unwashed dishes
were stacked
in the sink
the food
in the kitchen
like
the crops
in the field
sat
rotting
several
antiquated copper
phone lines
with
batteries
provided
the only communication
between
various
national outposts
since
the ban
on
all foreigners
in
the name
of
national security
ai
had directed
robots
to manage
and
carry out
the
day-to-day tasks
for
everyone
except
a few
fool hearted survivalists
who
were proclaimed
to be
doomsayers
by
the government
hell
no one expected
that
one massive blast
of
radiation
from
a solar flare
it was
followed
within
minutes
by
a secondary wave
of
charged particles
a coronal mass
ejection
that’s
when
the satellites
GPS
power grids
and
our robots
shutdown
for
the last
time

 

ah students of pangloss…

you’ve chose to fight fair
honor before victory
sell that to the dead
or newly orphaned children
caged within your ignorance

 

murder most foul…

father’s suicide
when family’s torn from his arms
happy father’s day
how strange and unnatural
this great nation has become