Fingerprints of Conscience

Dabbed on the cortex, the whorls radiate, swirl their trajectory ‘round and ‘round, pressing the matter ‘till synapses spit, the messages stammer in running aground, teleprompt thoughts, the lost and found. Tracings of despotic imprints of hate, spidering sly with malevolent spread, pricking the conscience with rapier tips, ‘till the fascist facsimiles buzz in the head, engraved black and white, living and dead. Encephalograph hieroglyphs consciously cry, blindingly fast with a vengeful agenda, the bars of the gaols and the barbs in the wire, imposed on the faces of freedom’s surrender, haunted and gaunt, stripped of defender. Democracy gored in the jaws of the jackals, mercy in masticate, oppression writ tall, dictatorship figureheads, rancid and crazy, fingerprint guilt taps the primal nerve crawl, and we feel the disgust, but do nothing at all.