Anthony Bianco Poet Free verse

The Price of Mutilation

I once trusted our government
'til they left open a sack of wheat and chaff. 
Now it's up to the citizens to separate the mess. 
I once trusted our government
'til they sold our farmland to communists.
Soon we'll be dependent upon the reds
to feed us their poison crops until we're dead.

I once trusted our government
until they unleashed an invisible beast.
Killing millions of our fellow man.
Targeting the elderly whom they 
deemed a burden and unnecessary. 
They left the jails open, eliminated bail.
Much to the chagrin of hardworking citizens.
Now killers and their ilk run amok
The slaughter begins.
Our blood -fill their reservoirs 
runs their socialist machine.

I once trusted our government
until they opened up the cannons.
Profiting from the poor man's misery-
an ever-frequent gleaning of the planet.

Cameras and drones are everywhere.
Gathering information on the good citizen.
Slapping freedom against concrete hearts.
We the people are being conditioned to feel powerless.
To feel hopeless and sated with an impotent and meaningless vote.

WE THE PEOPLE took notice when you burned our God.
Mutilated our children-turned them against us
You've underestimated us. Forgotten that you work for us.
At first, we made a little noise with our tie-dye tambourine and sit-ins.
But you just laughed us off, your faces buried deep in the ego trough.

Now we'll unleash an invisible Freight Train 
with your powdered necks on our tracks.
We're coming at you hard and fast 
with a hurricane at our backs.

We're tracking down every misery devil
with our blood on their hands and feet.
Offering their blackened soullessness  
to a Black-hearted God who will never taste defeat.

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