january 6 traitors…

the soldiers of death
hollow minded infantry
waving hate’s banner
moving with slithering steps
into the battle with truth

 

 

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

 

 

memorial day…

there can be
no
doubt
that 
we
walk on graves
fallen souls
beneath
our feet
sons
of
many lands
all
who died
for
one nation
but
that nation
has forgotten
not only
their
names
and
places
of
birth
but
that
deep
bone marrow
of
belief
that held them up
in
battle
when death
was
so apparent
they
would not
surrender
nor
forsake
freedom’s cause
unlike
those who walk
in
marble halls
of
congress
with
marble
so thick
that
the bones
of
the dead
cannot be felt
nor
disrupt
a traitor’s
quest
for
power
would be
that
the dead
could arise
and
once again
defend
the
why
some
chose
to
die

 

 

 

sympathizers…

each took
a turn
to pound
the nails
into
the hands
and
feet
none chose
to
voice concern
for
their part
in this foul deed
since
each
blooded hand
obtained
personal gain
and
fame
for the crucifixion
of
the nation

 

party affiliation…

justification
for ignoring moral laws
and one’s solemn pledge