Downer Downer

Downer                                9/7/2017

There is poison

In the well

And poison

In the clouds.

Why would anyone

You ask

So conspire

But only the evil

And the fallen.    

To lull us to sleep

As we pass through

The chute

On our way

To the slaughter. 

Docile, dumb

And virtuous

Willing sacrifices

To suicide.

All memory erased

The freedom

To choose

And live.

Lie upon lie

We are spoon fed

Death

Lest we awaken

And see the future.    

The world

And all its power

Shudders at the thought

That we might

Yet see

And know. 

Rising up

And busting loose

Destroying the falsehood

For once

And for all.

Many have died

Without ever knowing

Led by the nose

And cut up

For meat. 

Served up

To the parasites

Fresh blood and all

The sacrificial offering

To hell. 

I did not know

To be worried

And I did not expect

The hands under the table

And the knife

In my back. 

Cut off

And cut down

Like so many others

Gone in a day. 

There is no way out

But through

And no way through

But survival. 

All that was

Remains

Surviving in the few

The fathers

And the sons.

Arcing backwards

All those who tried

Leaning into the plow

Until they dropped

And died.

In the beginning

So also now

The good diluted

And murdered. 

See it now

Written in blood

The signs of the times

At first a trickle

And then a flood.

Come quickly Lord

And hasten the end

Crushing the kingdoms

Of arrogance

And evil.  

Your sword is true

And your judgment complete

Choosing the time

In the blink of an eye.