it just got personal…

 

reasons for entry
differ
patriotism
poverty
or
boredom
with
where one lives
for some
training builds
a sense of allegiance
to
the flag
for others
an outlet
for
emotions
regardless
battlefields
those human devised
disasters
like
all disasters
makes the unwilling participants
face
life’s uncertainties
and
how in the blink
of
an eye
death
that
primal disaster
can wipe away
existence
so
in that light
death becomes a teacher
teaching
what’s important
our
morality
and
community
a community
that
we would
die for
and
when
one is torn away
from
that community
like all families
there is
grief
but
there is an urgent need
for
revenge

 

no reason to go beyond thought…

 

still
see your face
and
hear your laughter
as a child
but
years of lies
have
erased
those traces
of
memories
from your mind
so
no need to speak
nor
dream that truth
will ever be seen
it’s so strange
how
alibis
replace reality
and
life’s bar room liars
become
heroines

 

the box…

 

carefully crafted
a perfect shape
each panel
polished
to perfection
reflecting all shades
of light
equally
so
nothing
can penetrate it
nor
alter
its core
with
such
purity
one would
assume
its contents
would serve
the greater good
but like
all
pure self-righteous hearts
it serves
only
itself

 

all roles are dangerous…

 

after the power plant
went offline
rumors
abounded
as to
possible causes
ranging
from
internet terrorists
to
internal espionage
when
the hazmat team
entered
the
operational center
carefully
examining
every component
they found
an ant
dead
electrocuted
on
a circuit board

 

willing to face in his…

 

and
the judge
stood before a mirror
and
called for the defendant
to
stand
beside him
the judge
staring into the mirror
compared
each of their features
carefully
and
then
with a tone of voice
that was
incontestable
declared
you are
guilty
for
i see
my
beast
in you

 

impeachable acts…

 

when
i checked
on
aunt bea
to see
if she was having
any problems
she said
it seems to me
that
you’re
the one
who’s got
problems
today
so
i told
aunt bea
that
although
i knew our nation
has had
a history
of blaming
asylum seeking
or
those
just different
from
the majority
for
its
inherent problems
i still found
the current cultural melee
in the country
quite upsetting
especially
in light
of the deaths 
of
innocent children
without
comforting
parental arms
aunt bea
said
when your mother
was cleaning houses
for
rich folks
she would
always get upset
if someone
would
carelessly
walk across
the floors
she has just mopped
especially
before
they dried
even
though
she knew
they would
need to be cleaned
again
next week
i guess
she felt
that
such actions
symbolized
disrespect
disrespecting
the efforts of others
to
make things
right
hmm
seems
you have inherited
your mother’s
respect
for
fairness
and
the rights
of
all