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Clockwork                           11/14/2019

Clockwork red

While the world

Goes live

Always when needed

And always on time.

Cue the pictures

And conjure up

Some tears  

Because we need

Something to distract

From the here and now. 

Fake or real

Death and dying

Another day

And another solution . 

Many look

Away

And many

Shake their heads.

Pretending

Not to see

And pretending

Not to know. 

Bigger and bigger

They double down

On lies

As if mere assertions

Make anyone

Good or evil. 

How many search

And how many know

The evidence

And statistics

That have never changed at all. 

Inciting murder

And fanning the flames

Good called evil

And evil called good. 

Secret deals

And secret money

Gigantic piles of pay offs

Buried

From the news. 

Two types

Of people

And two sets

Of rules. 

One set

For them

And another

For us.  

Any who dare try

And any who dare

Speak

Silenced by threat

And endless accusations. 

Patterns emerge

Timed predictably

And undeniable

With answers in hand

Just in time. 

Who could not know

Unless hopelessly blind

Too far gone

For anyone to save. 

Hands over ears

And hands over eyes

The scream at the sun

For anything but the truth. 

Our numbers

Dwindle

And all of it

On purpose, 

Looking though

The looking glass

One need not ask

What everyone

Should see. 

Blame, persecution

And legal genocide

Just over the horizon

Plain as day. 

We are the remnant

And we are the few

The whole world hinged

On what we say

And what we do.