Hypocrisy Reigns ~ Monday, November 28, 2022

Trauma and distress

can you guess, America

this world you create

Hypocrisy reigns

slavery as capital

values from the start

Endgame as stalemate

fate, manifest destiny

genocide, a name

Declare war, fight for

equal representation

slaves won't deviate

Institute hate crimes

over two centuries late

hypocrisy reigns

Sinister forces

rule the government blindly

consequences hold

Endgame turns again

a civil war of values

skips generations

Nation built on hate

blind to greed based on pure lust

privilege is an art

Foreigners treated

as menial labor force

entitlement shame

Random decisions

perpetuate slavery

captured at stations

Analogs exploit

children, women, for sex work

sex trafficking feigns

Narcissistic love

assaulted, battered, and raped

criminals so bold

Coldness, cruelty

masochism with sadists

locked, behind closed doors

Happiness, a meal

in a box from McDonald's

who gains from these schemes 

Insult, injury

add salt to an open wound

let it bleed, the lies

Salvation nowhere

neither church nor government

trapped under the floors

Endless games of chess

strategy as grand design

the poor lose their dreams

Disenfranchised slums

appear in the big cities

kites share the blue skies

On the Arbitrary ~ Thursday, November 24, 2022

Orient stellar

patterns as constellations

without relation

Notary ponens

certifies validity

as an argument

Throaty red-headed

singer ties up her larynx

nodus tollens knot

Harbor fugitives

abhorrent aberration

active stagnation

Earthborn alien

stranger from the start to all

humankind, we suck

Arbitrary rules

dictate discretion as choice

strength as discernment

Rebirth lower-class

republican legs stillborn

again sans-culottes

Birthrate eighty-eight

constellations, eighty-eight

piano keys, tribe

Irony feels out

hidden intentions, unites

dissemblers' lies, duck

Throaty red-headed

singer wearing a death mask

during her service

Reborn Bezdushnyi 

an archer with no target

guileless with no goal

Arbiter of Christ

Pilate lonely as a cloud

wandered raw, nervous

Retina, optic

nerve, light-sensitive membrane

back wall, hand balls roll

Yearn for decades lost

friends missing or dead

examine, describe

An Ancient Tale ~ Monday, November 21, 2022

My page wanders blind to the flame she hides inside

Arguments arise deep from the darkness of the sea

Given his nature, she guides him through the unknown

Pretend he knows right from wrong, palm from the backside

Inside, the mirror reflects thoughts into actions

Egocentric flux, a luxury, I agree

To say who I am is to show you the unsown

Yes, my page yawns in front of she who guides him

Montgeron questions my principles, distractions

Yes, magpiety, in a word, universals

Popiel and his wife were eaten alive by rats

Ask my page, he reads history at rehearsals

Given to the stage, he tends to wear different hats

Even Ignacy sees shadows within the grim

The Calculus of Incense ~ Monday, November 14, 2022

The difficulty to bear witness, the silence

How war shapes the mind, in the aftermath, mowed down

Elegant to learn the art, the knowledge of change

Decisions were made, to stay in Europe, sixth sense

Incense furiously burns beneath the surface, sleeps

Forget how things work, how people become, thoughts drown

Forget conditions, how intuitions grow strange

Ideology, the patterns for a platform

Calculus reasons about small pebbles, thought leaps

Understanding hides beneath the service, suffer

Lifelong banishment, the others who know too much

Transcend each moment, encounter a shift, buffer

Yet another mind from the facts of such and such

Touch a small pebble, skims over the lake, bees swarm

Overt acts of war, Chamberlain seeks appeasement

Beneath the surface, dissent grasps complacency

Each moment to bear witness in silence, God knows

As to why people act the way they do, easement

Relaxes the laws, reduces the unpleasant

Windows to the past, shadows in their nascency

Intuitions sleep furiously as time grows

Tranquility shifts, the Buddha in each moment

Notices trauma, sorrow, suffering peasant

Each moment to bear witness, to see the unseen

Sorrow comes with much suffering, the silence burns

Silently, incense wafts sweetly, the truth to glean

Touch the small pebble again, only then time learns

How people survive the worst conditions, foment

Each moment to bear witness, to stir up the pot

Silence divides by experiences untold

In unspoken words, the horror remains hidden

Lest we understand, the terror, witness each shot

Each moment, eyes see, ears hear, noses smell incense

No defense, to know, explain how events unfold

Certainty grows dim with memories forbidden

Each moment, silence, as an end to the suspense

Buffering the Caramelization in Crème brûlée ~ Monday, November 7, 2022

Must we close our eyes, our ears, our lips, no evil

Unenlightenment, the mirror fails to appear

Eclipsed in shadow, sun, earth, and moon all aligned

Into the mystic, we sail in times medieval

No evil, we root out the causes of suffering

Picture the darkness, the cold moon burnt as to sear

In a blue skillet, speckled with stars nonaligned

Zebras of all stripes, the devil in the details

Zebras Election Day results, long-suffering

Activate the Court, their affiliate derails

Zebras on the tracks, ni éléphants, ni ânes

Zebras show pizzazz, jeter un sort dans le zen