i don’t care…

terrorist state

whether it be
in the streets
of
la
chicago
kiev
odessa
east jerusalem
nay pyi taw
hotan
or
hong kong
the common crime
is
premeditated murder

negligible difference…

negligible differenc copy

a broken down
old man
just
a bag
of
bones
but
he’s
the
intended result
of
systemic injustice
in
an apartheid
or
caste system society
a government society
with
or
without
the label
democracy
anyway
such labels
merely conceal
the oppressor’s
identity
behind
some flag draped
excuse
for
the oppression
in reality
the only thing
that matters
is
that in the end
of
the social processing
you end up with
a broken down
old man
just
a bag
of
bones
who’s preoccupied
with
survival
and
is unable
to do
anything else

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

deception…

deception

a sliding scale
from
poisonous politeness
to
grand larceny
nations
unwilling
to
look
into
their own mirror
for fear
the reflection
will
show
their true self
the deep
festering scars
of
injustice
the blood shot eyes
of
drunken power politics
and
the cancerous
rotting
flesh
of
freedom
so
it’s been
decided
to
replace
all
the mirrors
with
hand painted
mythical
portraits
of
nonexistent
nations
found only
in
panglossian pages
of
history

 

 

global catering service…

global catering service

always believed
that
the world
i saw
would evolve
to
include me
but
ain’t nothing
changed
justice
is still sleeping
and
folks like me
are
more
than
welcomed
to
serve
but
not
eat

 

 

the forgetting…

the forgetting

from franco
to
trump
the stench
of
death
cannot be hid
it
flows
from
history’s bins
of
oppression
and
from
unmarked graves
now
covered
with grassy lies
and
halfhearted
apologies
for
atrocities
committed
now
undeniable
yet
politicos
strive
once again
to
rewrite lines
of
truth
with lines
of
deceptions
and
subterfuge
saying
to move on
we
must
forget
what happened
to heal the nation
said
as they
brush off
dried blood
from
their sleeves
and
hands
the blood
of
complicity

no hope orphanages..

MILITARY RELIEF EFFORTS IN HAITI

child of the dead
your name has been lost
soon you will forget
their touch
and
the warmth
of
their words
these muddy fields
and
makeshift tents
are
you new parents
but
they will not embrace you
nor
seek to feed you
now
you alone
must do those things
expect only
more
tears

 

 

canadian branding…

canadian branding

a common process
to
identify ownership
the first step
is
always
to
separate calves
from
the herd
to
neutralize herd influence
this can be
accomplished
by
placing calves
in
separate locations
or
on
calf tables
or
similar devices
think of it
as
sending the calves
off to school
next
apply the hot iron to skins
burning
into their minds
a deep sense of being owned
as for pain
the
duration
of
pain
for any given calf
is
unknown
but
there may be
lifelong effects
as for
mortality rates
due
to trauma
that is
unknown
examination of one site
unearthed
215 bodies
extrapolation
to
other sites
may be
comparable
but
that’s the price
of
social uniformity
as
supported
by
the adoption
of
these procedures
worldwide