Shop Talk

Shop Talk                                                      12/8/2015

The wheels are off the apple card

And the grapes are in the press

Crushed and bleeding

At first a trickle

And then a flood. 

If one stood up

Who would stand behind?

Unafraid of hatred

And certain punishment. 

Fear kills many

And it will kill more

Snarling like a dog

Cornered and deadly. 

Desperate to savage

As many as he can

Exposed

And furious with rage.

But the light has not gone out

And darkness has not won

In spite of every effort

And monstrous lies. 

The dots have connected

And the collusion exposed

For anyone and everyone

To watch and to see. 

The fake games go on

As each player strives

But now we know the score

Staged, fake, and dumb.

All on one side

And we on the other

Used and manipulated

To shop and to drop. 

Rotten to the core

The vanity of men

A thinly disguised

Reptilian hatred

Obvious and vile.

Fools sleep

And scream at each other

Oblivious to the coils

Tensing round their neck. 

But pray for the good

The unshakable few

Faithful no matter what

Unbreakable and true.