Deeper

Deeper           1/11/2018

Tick tock

Drip drop

Under the water

And out of sight.

The hidden truth

Punching out pinholes

Almost unnoticeable  

In the dark dead of lies. 

Needles in space

Hidden from view

All but for those who search

And seek.    

But the dead cannot see

And the dark do not listen

Shallow, soulless

And willfully blind. 

A false faith

In man

And death

The foolish followers

Of oblivion. 

Embracing evil

And savaging the good

All of it for favor

And false approval. 

Trading away

The most priceless treasure

All of it for something

Gone in an hour. 

Heads on a pedestal

Untouchable and shallow

Looking through

And looking down

Arrogant, hateful,

Dumb and dead.

Installed

And promoted

Positioned and excused

The fake achievers lauded

Over nothing at all. 

Plumed with baubles

They prancing like peacocks

In love with how they speak

Practiced and fake.    

Overgrown

And overfed

Full of themselves

Predictable and dead. 

Leadership material

For the managerial elite

Clamoring for something

That was never real at all. 

Let the light

Come forth

And shatter the darkness

At once and forever

Eternal and true.