Uneven

The only cult I’ve seen
Are the Maniacs of Mean
And leftward is the only way
These agitators lean

They’re on a spiteful spree
Demanding all for free
Except for those that don’t obey
Like maybe you and me

We shouldn’t have to fight
But programmed drones incite
Then disavow the bloody fray
It simply isn’t right.

Sappy

When you live your life untapped
Your essence is forever trapped
And everyone will think you snapped
As tears begin to flow uncapped.

Deterrent

I know there’s more good in me than bad
It’s just that the bad can feel so good
But pursuit of pleasure will dampen a tad
When facing a fine in a hot neighborhood.

Next?

Does repetition prove that something’s true?
Not if it’s a never ending lie
But that’s what propagandists live to do
Make the facts your duty to deny
And those with clouded minds comply.

What happened to the land I knew
Where people fiercely questioned why,
Instead of asking over-polished phonies to
Decide the outrage they should ply?
The docile are the first to die.

Unforseen

I finally found clarity
Though it isn’t quite the kind
I sought when I began this whole regime
A semblance of sincerity
Is what I had in mind
But now I am invisible it seems.

Up In the Air

The crows caw
As winds howl
I set my jaw
And smooth my scowl--

Another year
To take a chance
Or bow to fear
Of circumstance

As banshee wind
And cacophonous crows
Remind me again--
No one knows.

Idolaters

Anyone they deify
You must deny
For anything they air
Is but a lie.

Take time to learn
How to discern
The evil fare
The righteous spurn.

Clickbait

Just one click and your life can be
So much better, try it and see
One little click is all it takes
To free yourself from smiling fakes

Depress that button and you’ll find
Less confusion in your mind
To search for truth you must be freed
A simple click is all you need

Are you sick of hearing what to think?
Are you tired of feeling ‘on the brink’?
Are you even remotely scared?
If your thumb won’t work – you’re ensnared.

Wizardry

A pond reflects the glimmer of the sky as evening falls
I see the new moon shimmer as creation coyly calls
To look behind the curtain made of iridescent hues
One mustn’t be too certain of those rosy-colored views.

Twelfth

Talk about a flash
Is that a faint mustache?
As yours gets darker mine is turning white
You really have grown
On everyone you’ve known
I’d say your future’s looking pretty bright!

Always try your best
Throughout the endless test
A chance is something you cannot recoup,
Each tick can be sublime
Just like that fateful time
We sat down to share a bowl of soup.

Drifters

A falcon shared his lofty station with a crow
Above the landscape blanketed with snow
And squawked about the lack of decent prey,
The crow just cocked his head now go away
He thought while searching for some scraps
The wintry wind would blow his way perhaps
But both endured a barren lapse,
Their hunger, for the nonce, kept under wing
Determined to survive until the spring.

Trustworthy

Ecclesiastes 3

16 And moreover I saw under the sun the place of judgment, that wickedness was there; and the place of righteousness, that iniquity was there.
17 I said in mine heart, God shall judge the righteous and the wicked: for there is a time there for every purpose and for every work.

I shan’t be concerned
With whose lies are gold
Nor who is or isn’t a thief
I painfully learned
To never be sold
Relying on one staunch belief

That there is a God
And only His will
Determines the fate of this land
So I simply nod
Crestfallen, but still
Accepting whatever He’s planned.

American Soil

Sovereign sod
Pretenders prod
Uncertain sheep,
Deception deep!

Dogmatic duel
Repulsive rule
Compliance cost?
Liberty lost.

Like That

Please don’t post on my page
I reject those living with lies
Go peddle your misconstrued rage
On those who believe you are wise.

On the Hoof

If I shout WAKE UP will any creature heed
Or are my protestations just a bleat
Ignored by fellow ovine as they feed?
The lies they gobble down must seem so sweet.

Domesticated chattel seldom fuss
As long as they are herded to believe
That safety is the goal for ‘all of us’
Their sacrificial fate, they can’t conceive

As being real, for those they think they choose
To lead, would never wish them harm,
Proclaiming on the nonsense news
“I love you!”, oozing endless charm

While readying the trains that will arrive
To take the chosen assets to the block--
Those who trade their freedom to survive
Will never hear the ticking of the clock.