Triumph

Triumph             9/29/2016

Clouds gather

And a heaviness fills the air

Weighing us down

With intensifying fear. 

The moon hides

In our shadow

As we spin around the sun

In an ancient arc

Of rhythmic tides.

We have lived

And we have loved

But bigger things

Happen outside. 

Secrets are hidden

But we still get a glimpse

Waking up

Or sliding down.   

Inertia is gravity

Pulling me downward

Into a hole

Pulling me into a vacuum

Of lethargy and loathing. 

An internal fog

From which

There is little escape

A cold, gray drizzle

In the middle of my mind. 

In silence we live

And foolishness we die

Without ever questioning

How or why.  

Slaves to impulse

And instinctive emotions

Traceable to our common tragedies

One after another. 

Questions surface

But then we push them down

Imagining everything

But doing nothing. 

If we stay the same

We are already buried

Bombed into hades

Burning in our fat.

Evil reigns

And that explains it all

An unbearable existence

Devolving into violence

And senseless terror.

Evil never rests

And now it paces

At the door

Unleashed

And unfettered

It rages out of control.

Remember the poets

When the world goes dark

Searching for familiar words

In the blank screen of death.

Find it in the streets

And find it in the dark

The rebel press

Indomitable

And unstoppable. 

Even in the darkness

We have lit the fire

The kind that burns

Brighter by the hour. 

They have lost

So now see the desperation mount

Spent completely in a spasm

To destroy all they can. 

Trust in the light

And lean upon God

That all of us are protected

Joyful at his return. 

Sliding Window

Sliding Window               9/28/2016

Quiet as a mouse

In the dead of night

The subversion of truth

And speech.    

We who peered

Behind the curtain

Saw more than they wanted

Shrugging off the sleep

Of numberless years.

Rubbing our eyes in disbelief

That so many were used

All of us duped

And all of us fooled. 

Right under our nose

And barely mentioned at all

The passage of truth

From searchable

To forbidden.

All of it for power

And all of it for control

The masses used

And guided

Just because

They can. 

The change has come

And many have awakened

Too many to jail

Or murder. 

So now the window closes

Unnoticed in the night

Slipping by

And slipping through

Unreported and unopposed. 

Win or lose

They cashed their checks

Each one privileged

And feeding at the trough. 

We believed

And we tried

Doing our best

Day in

And day out. 

But all of it was rigged

And all of it

Was squandered

Wasted away

On nothing at all. 

Pray lest the spark go out

Leaving us all

Fumbling in the darkness

Led by lies

To our own slaughter. 

Let the light expose all

And always find a way

To share the truth

Even when shunned

And even when punished. 

That they day will yet come

That all is known and understood

Shinning like the sun

Forever. 

Cross Hair

Cross Hair         9/27/2016

I was born

With a target on my back

Clueless as a sheep

Led by the nose. 

We didn’t know

But we tried to be good

Listening every day

To lie after lie.  

My parents were honest

And loved me

More than themselves

Working and striving

To give me a start.

But they had no idea

How much they were hated

Because they told the truth

And boldly with fairness. 

We watched the suicide

Roll across the land

In a million tiny degrees

All was lost. 

The world they built

And made out of nothing

Teeters on a foundation

Rotted from the inside out.

I think of them

And I think of my kids

Innocent, honest

Generous and kind. 

Every day is new

And I also still try

But only a fool

Should believe

That all people are good. 

You will sense it

When you see it

At The first shiver of doubt

That some seethe with hatred

And want to snuff you out. 

It might be

For many reasons

But the end result

Is the same

That money and power

Are all rigged and gamed. 

So we who watch

Must now decide

Just how far we are willing

To sleep in our dreams. 

Awaken the lion

Lest we all be cut down

Sniped from afar

And cut down below. 

Speak no matter what

And scan every face

Choosing love

Through strength

And defiance. 

Head Wound

Head wound                   9/27/2016

This too will pass

And this too will fall

The smug and the proud

The powerful and the cruel.

Protected at every turn

And helped in ever fight

The liars and the cheaters

Lurching toward the end. 

Labeling and lying

Hiding and ducking

Nothing but a fake façade

Rotten to the core.

Propped up by lies

And prodded with answers

The evil prophets

Riding on a beast.

Off in the head

The fatal wounds are healed

But only for a time

To lie, cheat and steal. 

Snorting at the prospect

Of betraying all the good

Selling out you

And selling out me. 

From whom does the money come

And from who do the favors drop

The arrogance of evil

Who will do anything to win. 

The favorite of fools

And authentic haters

Preferring terror to truth

Every single time. 

But what are we to do

The voiceless in the middle

Ignored and penalized

Every step of the way. 

Those without big banks

And those without oligarchs

With no influence to sell

Or power to peddle. 

Hated for our honesty

And loathed for our truth

The descendants of the good

Attacked from every angle. 

Invaded, marginalized

Undefended and abused

Now more than ever

We groan under the weight.

Yes I have felt it

And yes I have seen it

Watching it all

Like slow motion disaster. 

But sooner

Rather than later

All of this shall end

As the last hour approaches

Sure, final, and swift. 

Black Moon Rising

Black Moon Rising         9/27/2016

You knew it then

And you know it now

From the first lie to the last

Carefully rehearsed

Far in advance. 

If you have no conscience

Then you have no soul

And those without spirit

Will cheat anyone they can. 

Dead on the inside

And rotten to the core

They prop each other up

Anyway they can. 

Coasting through life

On the blood of others

With spoon fed responses

And carefully concocted lies.

How many will remember

The names of the lost

Choked, raped or burned

And drug through the street.

They laugh while others suffer

And they joke

While others die

Always shifting the blame

With another bold face lie.

Let them reap the harvest

Of all that they have wrought

A deadly fruit of evil

Poisonous when eaten

And deadly when caught. 

Let them see the whirlwind

Closing across the distance

And churning up the plains

Unstoppable and undeniable

Ripping up every obstacle

And tearing up the grain.   

Once smug

But permanently defeated

The proud and powerful

Judged, weighed

And humiliated. 

At the last possible moment

Swept away forever

Powerless before God

The liar

And the fraud.