Voodoo Doll

Some image of hate or frustration
The needles anguish you may have chosen
To stick and jab
In a collective spasm

The agreement to solicit such action
And beat onto the wall of prejudice
The same nails you are crucified with 

Some sacrificial lamb to carry our burden
The complicit blindness we accepted
Was someone else’s oppression

The fine wine and sumptuous celebration
We were belly full
On their starvation

But we will weave the spell of the Voodoo Doll
And hate it as much
In case we turn that same hate upon ourselves
We will not dare to look into the eye
Of a luxury bought  
By the empty stomachs of children

No

We will choose the ragged doll
The faceless and nameless
With which to beat back the stabs of conscience

We will seek relief in pins and media incantations
We will sing the hymn of hate
And burn the Voodoo Doll

We will accuse everyone
And anyone
To avoid accusing ourselves

While every ounce of petty desire needs to be fulfilled
And the craving for more titillates this bored and uninspired ….. imagination
So pushed to the back of our collective mind
Walks the living, breathing, little brown person …. skeleton 
And every mouthful, so sweet with instant gratification

Is a mouthful of ash
In our soul

Did you forget your soul ?

It is your very own Voodoo Doll
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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