Clockwork

Clockwork           6/29/2017

Under the earth

And under the sea

Partially buried

And rusting away. 

The secrets of the past

Sunk in the deep

Hidden in the abyss

Dead and forbidden. 

Memory fights

Against forgetting

Crumbling with time

And willful ignorance. 

The powerful get away

Because of who they buy

And who they cannot buy

They intimidate or kill.

Assured of victory

They ride on high

Lifted by the ignorant

And the shallow. 

Paid off cheap

To jump and follow. 

Bought and sold

Like a herd of cattle. 

Covered by others

Despite obvious corruption

The creatures of the deep

And masters of deception. 

They stack the deck

And stage us a show

Just to keep it all going

For another day

And hour. 

But there is nothing

So well hidden

That it will not be revealed

Every single lie

And every single murder.

The wheels turn slowly

But they are turning now

Closer and closer

To the final call

Of truth and disclosure.