Remember Lenon and his words,
how he sang so eloquently
‘that your still fucking peasants
as far as I can see,’
Tag Archives: poetry
Lullaby
We are living in Orwell’s mind,
while Huxley sings his lullaby
Build Back Better
Do not believe bankers, princes,
or governments; for all their wealth,
glittering gold, and grasping at control,
Two Truths
Oh, Khafre would you tell the truth?
Was it you who removed Anubis
from the rough paws that soothed the world
Guidance Systems
Divisions unite us:
The righteous verses all
who dare to dream on false idol
When All The World
From the doves that pepper the somber sky
to the slate that ashen’s the dappled day
You Have To Do More Than Dream
We have engaged in a silence
so profound, it approaches stupidity;
Both Sides
They came, they saw,
and they conquered;
we stayed and witnessed,
and they abused us.
I See a Darkness
I will not be remembered,
not in the history classes
or in the breath
that fogs rose colored glasses
when widows weep at dawn.
Dad’s Shadow
On workdays he’d get up,
worn as the mattress’s springs,
and put on his dad face.
I’d sometimes see him through the cracks
