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 clean up the mess
I once trusted our government
until they sold our farmland to communists
soon we'll be dependent upon the reds
to feed us 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 an excessive trash-
They opened up the jails, eliminated bail
much to the chagrin of hardworking citizens
Now killers and their ilk run amok
to spill our blood -fill reservoirs of destruction.
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 innocent
slapping freedom against concrete hearts
the people are being conditioned
to feel powerless-to be hopeless
to feel sated with an impotent 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 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 God who will never taste defeat.
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2024
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment