Strangling the wind pipes leading
from iron lungs; the lasting breath
of immortality enticing me, a single shadow
moving between light and dark, but
the deepest secrets last longer than the
memories.
Short term is wider than the gorge
cut by a lack of intellect.
Preventing, paralyzing, paradoxical,
penetrating preemptive prepositions,
to cover up the motive, to bury the
enemy under propaganda, and nuclear
fission. Mocking the names reflected
from within cemeteries, and the food line
stretches for miles.
Noriega charged with trafficking,
monopolies growing exponentially,
this stands the self righteous aim
of imperialist democracy.
Mad men of power, purchase the souls
of soldiers, unenviable tasks, the martyring
of young men, the masking of
emotion for the pride of country.

Retrospect, retrogress;
a stagnant populous with mouths
closed, and eyes sewn shut.
Circumspect, circumstantial;
the all of nothing provided for proof,
the fuel of a murderous coup.

Malignant, the masters spread
disgust. coated in the blood of foregone
patriots, a patriarchy builds larger walls
with blocks of rigormortis bound bodies
standing as the scaffolding, the structure
of bones draped in fleshy reminders
of our mortality, and another falls
prey to prayers practiced, not
strengthened by belief, only weakened
by dogma. The rule of hierarchies
designed to confuse, isolate, and
assimilate.
A weaved parchment of doubt, devotion,
and ignorant dependence begins to take
shape, with each inked word inspired
by a strategic mind inclined to burden even
further the plight of the innocent, the catastrophe
of trusting moves made behind iron
curtains. directed by moguls, ministers
of malfeasance.

Prayers practiced, not strengthened
by belief, weakened by dogmatic principles
and slaves can’t see the leash.

Captivating, conspiring, constructing
popular opinion, the canon of dogmatic
democratic hypocrites spreading disease
around the world, while humanity begs for
relief.
The leveled restrictions aimed at starving
revenge from them, the thousands whose
bellies burst, and American bureaucratic
eyes smile, bathed in the warmth
of industrialized western therapeutic
nuclear fission.
Fear injected with each missions under
taking.
Superstitious, luck, intrigue,
a party ball of animosity stirs the ingredients
in a raving mad man’s trough.
Drinking everlasting idiosyncrasies,
conspiracies, piracy, because privacy
is the guilt sewn on his sleeves, his rank
according to the sleeping thieves
of ignorant commodities.

Retrospect, retrogress,
stagnant populous with mouths closed,
and eyes sewn shut.
Circumspect, circumstantial
the all of nothing provided for proof
the fuel of a murderous coup.

Hallucinating, faces push forth
from behind dark halls. Contorted muscles
screaming in absolute agony, but muffled
the dream materializes, and reality
becomes fantasy.
The fragments of imagination, erased by
surrealists escaping through blames placed
closing door, latched and reinforced
by unquestioned media’s intention, the
magic spin masters masturbating pride
with dry hands, chaffing the delicate skin
of adolescent peace believers.
Another pulpit puppet recites the rubbish
written by the aging hand of Uncle Sam.
Bringing baffling, badgering platitudes
through mouthpieces educated in the
same Eurocentric malicious classrooms as
you. Only rich greased hands get them
through. This is your fate, your
heritage, the might of old men, and
dirty money.

Retrospect, retrogress
stagnant populous with mouths closed,
and eyes sewn shut.
Circumspect, circumstantial,
the all of nothing provided for proof,
the fuel of a murderous coup.
And prayers are practiced,
not strengthened by belief, weakened by
dogmatic principles, and slaves can’t
see their leashes.