Sunscreen

Sunscreen                            8/2/2017

Roll the dice

And pull the trigger

Dead or alive

Against the odds

The channel and the chamber.

 

The air is heavy

And we can all

Sense it coming

Who, what or where

The hour or the day. 

There is blood

In the water

Moving with the current

The strength of smell

Deep and dark.    

A dangerous time

For those who question

And even worse

For the good 

And the true.  

The worst

Will always double down

Unwilling to admit

That they 

Were wrong. 

Violently attacking

All who would oppose

By any means they can

To the vile depths

From which they rose. 

Hating you

And hating me

The truth their enemy

Shinning like the sun. 

Their lies have failed

And so also their theft

Cheating in their heart

And stealing

With their hands. 

Increasingly savage

They hide in their holes

Hatching ever more grotesque

Genocidal dreams

And suicidal goals.

A long time coming

The lever and the gears

Inching forward

No longer silent

And frozen with fear.

Unaccustomed to loss

The liars do conspire

Safe in the huddle

And living in

A gilded bubble. 

Their time will come

Sudden and sure

Caught up in the same

Trap that they made

Or ambush

they laid.

Now let us

Weather the storm

Spending all its fury

Futile and dumb. 

Lashing at the house

And surging at the shore

Doing all they can

And doing what they will.

Keep the faith

Even in deep despair

Even in loss

And terror. 

Ceaselessly pray

That we stay awake

Worthy in the end

Covered by truth

Now and then.