Snaking through the embers of life,
Dwindling but evolving,
Dying yet growing,
Slithering past killers
Masquerading as givers,
Do gooders doing harm.
Selective blindness of us all,
Material riches for feed
Causing envy and greed;
Lives too short to care,
The flames keep raging
A fire surrounds mankind.
Casseroled in dishes of apathy,
The evolved cook slowly;
Technological advancements,
Smokescreens for control;
Until the masters and slaves
Perish in the Hellfires they made.
Categories:
smokescreens, fire, judgement, philosophy,
Form: Free verse
would you just attack already?
just go & send all the nukes that you
claim that you don’t have
right
straight
into
Iran &
blow all their people to smithereens,
because that is what you want
because that is what you are going to eventually do
after you stop spinning propaganda &
stirring & stirring & stirring up more
lies in the American media to get people to
raise their fists in support of your
blowing the whole region up &
smashing the world into an infinite
whirlwind,
of which it may never recover from
once your big brother gets involved---
STOP
THE
****ING
BULL*****&
stop pretending like the American public is
****ing stupid,
like we need your smokescreens &
stop pretending like the Israeli public is
****ing stupid---
we know what you’re up to
it is written on the ****ing wall
it has been for a long time---
stop trying to scare the world into backing your
insanity.
Categories:
smokescreens, life, world, people, people,
Form: Free verse
There is something brewing
I can see it reflecting in the mirrors
Deep within all the smokescreens
I feel the albatross of inevitable conclusion
But you are still filling me up
Coloring my tightly contained world
With hungry words and intoxicating hope
I will paint up my face
Clothe myself in the best foot forward mode
And when you vanish without a trace
I'm likely to hear your voice in my dreams
See your face on my walls until
I know for sure what you really are
Know for sure who I am
Categories:
smokescreens, lost love
Form: Free verse
Some people hide behind smokescreens
so that they can deceive others,
with elaborate schemes,
hoping to fulfill their dreams on the
sweat of the innocent,
refusing to repent,
refusing to be remorseful,
concocting lies while precious time flies,
until nothing has been accomplished.
Categories:
smokescreens, introspection
Form: I do not know?