The Vortex
The vortex of my life
spins my head around
my mind can’t contain the inhumanity of politicians
their self-serving illogic and excuses make me crazy
The vortex is the GOD
I have been trying to avoid in my life
but HE keeps pulling me back
I am helpless to escape
HE is in all of us
No matter how we act or think
HE is within us all
Whether we accept HIM or not
I don’t know why some of us deny his existence
Our ignorance is obscene
But HE does not relinquish us
Since we are HIS forever
But in the light, the fight on this earthly plane is not over
for now, the heavenly plane can wait,
the struggle must continue until the evil in their vacuous minds is exorcised
and all the devils in our midst are defeated
No matter where the wealthy controllers lurk
whether in glass buildings gilded in fake gold
or congressional marbled hallways adorned in antique bronze
they must be held accountable
Their psyches house withered hearts and stopped-up brains,
these well-fed, arrogant zombies walk the halls of congress
making life unbearable for the sickly, the homeless, the hungry,
the elderly and the overtaxed, overworked middle-class
there is much work to be done
To cleanse the world of the avaricious many
who abscond with it all and like impetuous children
demanding more but loathe sharing the bounty they are given
by the Keeper of Worlds in this Universe
All the world’s peoples are innocent in HIS eyes,
except those who walk with decayed, calloused hearts
and putrid souls destined to dwell in a fiery forest called Hell
for an eternity of infinities without end.
Copyright © Norberto Franco Cisneros | Year Posted 2018
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