Sixty Six

Sixty Six                       1/6/2016

Silence can tell you everything

And those who live a lie

Will never notice the truth

No matter how obvious 

Or cruel.  

And just because we speak

Does not mean

We have the answer

Because with every hoax

There comes a cure.   

The dead tree falls in the forest

And it remains dead

No matter what we think

Or what we say. 

All in, or all out

The deception remains

Stronger every day

As the past recedes

And the secrets are buried. 

Even though some pretend

And even though, some may copy

Nothing is ever the same

Or as pure. 

There is only one me

And there is only one you

Much more than what we appear

Or how, we are remembered. 

Evil has come

And with it

Comes many more

Reaching out, with ugly hands

Groping, grasping, and stealing. 

Purged, murdered

Ruined or Ostracized

Any and all

Who would dare oppose.     

Sixty three and sixty six

Eleven September

Or even November

Another day in the life

Copied and replaced. 

Here they come

The army of death

A secret stealth assault

Swarming in the streets.

All of it on purpose

And all of it for hate

Set up from afar

And encouraged everywhere. 

From where does it come?

And from where does it go?

As straight as a razor

Just like you knew it would.