Ransom Note: \/\/@R

Here come the politicians,
Up for reelection,
Let’s hear their stance,
Their campaign promises

Listen as bombs drop upon a distant shore

Here come the politicians,
Waist deep in controversy,
Scandal! Impeachment!
What to distract?
What to keep an audience hooked?

Plot twist!

Rain down the bombs upon another distant shore.

Here come the politicians,
What have you done?
It was necessary? Was justified?
For the American born!?

Here posted– the stars and stripes,
A pirate flag,
A heckler’s taunt.

Here come the politicians,
-Our president-
-Our leader-
Our King
has declared War,
To save face,
To save his post,
To reign
Supreme

This is not in our name,
But it is our signature,
Forged,
on this international Ransom note,

Red;
In blood,
Our hands are suddenly covered.

This Inferno

We are burning
We are bombing,
In a self-made Apocalypse,
Who will save us?
When thee who made us
Provided free will capacities,
This is on us,
Regardless of what you believe in,
Fix it, unless
You choose this end,
With riches and ash,
Profit and pain,
War and climate change,
Neighbors are fleeing,
A hell we have made,
And so many close eyes, head down, to pray,
“Do something!” The universe screams,
Your prayers alone are a selfish salve,
Ignoring your personal investment in this terror,
“Too little too late,” the skeptics say,
But why add fuel to this raging inferno?

Tear Gas Tears

Tears streaming
they Run,
Eyes stinging
they run,
Lungs burning
they run,
Anywhere
They Run

Run,
Away from oppression,
Away from persecution

Rush,
Into the loving arms
Of persecution,
Oppression,
Prosecution,
Imprisonment

Anything is better
Right?
America is freedom
Right?

Right?

What have we become?
Or have we always been?
What are we yet to become?
Manifest destiny
And no sympathies,
as wildfires burn
We celebrate with bloody trees,
We plow the Earth with “democracy”,
By upholding elsewhere
Tyrannical puppetry
What have we become?
Tear gasing the babies,
Just usually nimby* [not in my back yard]
And the cult of red hats bob in support
Is this being “great”?
Playing of all the worst moves “again”,
With scientific advances

Gerrymandered borders
Blur nationalist lines,
Never mind what’s behind the curtain
Right?
What worse could come? Right?

At least it’s not…

Like back then;
Like over there;
Like them;
At least it’s not

Me.

Right?