Department K

Department K                            12/31/2015

Some go to sleep

And never wake up

While others nod their heads

And do what they are told.  

Waiting for scraps

And falling on their swords

Lapping up every lie

Like a dog

At his dish. 

There is no getting out

And there is no turning back

Either all the way in

Or all the way out.

One thing ends

And another begins

But this end

Is a long time coming

And you should know it by now. 

If anyone cares

Then they would see

And if you see

Then you can decide.  

The ghosts are here

Right here and right now

More alive than many

Who sit on their hands. 

When we didn’t know

We were deceived

Socially engineered debt slaves

Born to borrow,

Work, and die.  

I am not ashamed

And there is no need

To apologize

Not for love

And not for protection. 

The cages are opened

And now the beasts emerge

Emboldened by appeasement

And frothing with saliva.

It is no accident

And it is no joke

That we are on the menu

Skinned, gutted, and smoked. 

So also this must end

As we endure

Whatever may come

Today, Tomorrow,

Now, or next year.  

Time is running out

One grain at a time

And now that we know

It is a precious treasure.

Laugh, smile,

Love, and embrace

For we will survive

By faith,

And by grace.