The Jump Room

Jump Room                                                 2/28/2017

Babies play with Angels

And toddlers talk to ghosts

But I just have dreams

Far away

And full of possibility.   

There is much

That is hidden

But not in the ways

That we are told.

Erased in the night

By devious pretenders

The forbidden truth

Given by God

To the few

And the good. 

Scrubbed away

And chiseled down

By the envious

And the hateful. 

Insulted and replaced

Accused and shamed

All for a lie

That only grows

Bigger every day. 

Doubled down

And tripled over

The mountain of deceit

Sitting on a fault

Unstable and steep.

We who have lived

Have also seen

Unmistakable truth

And obvious fools.

Sappers in the wire

Destroying all they can

Just for a paycheck

And a slap on the back.

Fake people

Predictable and flat

Altogether meaningless

Thoughtless and dumb.

All of them parrots

Paid to shriek

And paid to lie

Pretending not to know

That we all jump

And die.