The devil you know            8/29/2019

Doubled over

And cut in half

Gasping for breath

Guts on the floor.  

Sudden is the horror

In the middle of the day

Blown to bits

And impossible to repair.

The world teeters

And shudders under the weight

Fire in all the windows

It all falls down. 

Careful are the evil

And how patiently they plan

Compromised and complicit

In all kinds of death. 

Underneath

And underground

The fallen evil

Under glass.

And faithful

Are their servants

Selling us out

For profit and fun. 

Sacrificial lambs

Passed through the fire

Over and over again

Deep down

Dumb and dead. 

Praying with all our heart

Our backs against a wall

The weight of the world

Cutting us up

And dragging us down. 

Fake Flag

Fake Flag   8/8/2019

I breathe in deep

And let out a sigh

Another day down

In submission

And sleep. 

The silence fills the air

Three decades and more

Lost in a concrete canyon

Up and down

Ceiling to floor. 

Relentless is the feeling

Of the ever tightening vise

Like a snake around your chest

Patiently constricting

With each exhalation.  

Snuffled out

Like we never lived

The forgotten, dreamless

Dead and dumb. 

How long

How long

Can this go on

The gigantic lie

And evil suppression. 

Do they even see it

And do they even know

Always blamed

And always hounded

Ebb, puddle, and flow. 

The millions who tied

In buildings and houses

Asleep in their dreams

Desperately trying

Hopeless and dead.

Ever more depressed

And ever more despised

Murdered for nothing

And never mentioned at all. 

Let it all come out

The horrible shocking lie

Everyone we ever trusted

Whoever their name or guise. 

Exposed at last

For all that they have done

The fake and the false

Evil and dead.  

Burn them out

And burn them down

For all they did

And all they planned. 

Point Break

Point Break      7/2/2019

Another day over

And another day down

Up and down

In and out.    

Days, weeks,

Months, and years

Decades of gray

Beige and brown. 

Offices, cubicles

Elevators, and rooms

Endless treadmills

Over nothing at all. 

Lots of words

And lots of rules

But none of it mattered

And never it will.   

I tried hard to forgive

And I tried hard to forget

Nothing but a debt slave  

In a slow rolling

Suicide. 

The world outside

An artificial lie

Concrete canyons

Where we work

And die. 

Numb to the reality

And conditioned to fear 

The innocent guilty

And the guilty

Excused.   

Sitting in place

Watching shadows  

In a cave

None of it true

And none of it real. 

Valued as nothing

And forgotten at will

Nothing but beef

Fattened to kill.    

A soulless world

Full of empty men

Hands under the table

And always in the till. 

Sold out

And swindled

Our future

And our past

Singled out

And fading fast. 

Two types of law

One for us

And one for them

Immune, exempt

Sink or swim. 

Like a worm

On the sidewalk

Burned before we knew

Bait and fodder

Many for few.

We crawl over glass

For a few dollars more

Indentured for life

For nothing at all. 

Rotting from the inside

And resting on air

The gigantic edifice

Wear and tear.

Over burdened

And continually degraded

The weight of time

In a mountain of lies.

Watch it all unravel

And watch it fall apart

The unbearable evil

Collapsing upon itself. 

Come up

And come out

Far enough away

To see it all

Come tumbling down. 

Ripe

Ripe                   5/30/2019

Buried

And reburied

The truth sleeps

Deep in the mud.

Covered up

And covered over

Expendable lives

Sleep in silence. 

The world rolls over

And shudders

Under the weight

Of time

And deception.

Ripening in the sun

The long awaited fruit

The sign of the times

For all who see

And all who hear. 

I saw it

In my dreams

The mighty edifice

Collapse upon itself.

A chain of events

Set off by the smallest

Of errors

One collision

And then another.    

Heavier and heavier

Murder upon murder

Elaborately concealed

From the innocent

And deluded. 

Justified with lies

And endless propaganda

Layer upon layer

Ever thicker

And heavier.

Metal on metal

Concrete and glass

All that we built

To cover up

A lie. 

A slow moving

Disaster

Unfolding in degrees

All of predictable. 

Come up

And get out

Far enough away

To see it

All fall down.