Posts Tagged ‘Hate’

Intro: Static

In this television…flipping through the channels I only see one point of view…The abuse of the powerless by the powerful…
Divide and conquer rituals…Serial shows with never ending plots…
Channel 1: Drug Wars in Ciudad Juarez…
Channel 2: Another black son whose time was “up”…
Channel 3: Drone towards another brown soul…
Wondering whose story shall be told…
Or are we shown just one side..?
Sold just one set of eyes…
Roll the flavor of the day…
Repackaged pain…
With just the right amount of vain…
To keep us full and flaked..
Engrossed…

But in the background…
The sounds…
The signs of something more..
The cries…
The calls of those…
For someone to expose…
The pains…
That grow in silence from those…
Who can make the change…

Check behind the scenes…
Behind the seams…
Tear up the scripts…
Film reel released…
To reveal their stories…

But all the programming…
Their planning…
On demandings…
Changing the context back to nonsense…
Repeat the process…
Dampen…
Deny…
Die…

Finished draft.

If Poverty was a Man {Draft}


Wonder if the original message was maintained…
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Imagine this problem…
One so prevalent…
Were to be condensed into one so malevolent being…
How would he be perceived…?
We say he…
As one known tradition…
Tells of how he has caused so much pain…

Yet we tolerate him…
Let him wreak havoc upon so many…
As if their lives are not worth a bit of sympathy…
Not even a silent cry…
So quickly we forget the real victims…
As we often blame them for his sins…
Rather than those who have helped him…
Us along with the system…
Built with his blessings…

Telling us the world is ours to take…
Make…and of course break…
Leave nothing but scraps for the next generations…
Often wondering who in the end will be paying…
For our misdeeds…?
Those damn shortsighted needs…
Leave so many aggrieved…

Watch their pleas…
Perhaps silently glee…
At just how great our own lives can be…
Not knowing…
Or perhaps ignoring…
The truth…
That we are He…
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Intro: A line from an old text re imagined…

Imagine if this problem…
One so prevalent…
Were to be condensed into one so malevolent being…
How would he be perceived…?

We tolerate him…
Let him wreak havoc upon so many…
As if their lives are not worth a bit of sympathy…
Not even a silent cry…
So quickly we forget the real victims…
As we often blame them for his sins…
Rather than those who have helped him…
Us along with the system…
Built with his blessings…

Have we no sense of what’s happening…?

Why has extremism been mainstreamed globally..?

Journal Entry

Posted: September 18, 2014 in Poetry
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Intro: A One Act Monologue…Sanity defined…

Today they dared to dissent…
Upset the levers set for peace…
Belief that there is more to life…
Than what they see…

What we dream is being the peacekeepers…
Pacify these beastly beings…
Through our wisdom and speech…
And if need be…
Faith so “sharpened” by divinity…

Our right beneath the sun…
Ones with the sacred trust…
Manifest through divine texts…
Success based on more of us…
And less of them!

Who would’ve thought we’d rise…
From a state of near demise…
To this place of pride…
And these things think they have the right!?
To spite us!?

They try and try!
But they will fail!
For we have faith and fate on our side!
The power of the divine!
The power of might!
To swoop in and sweep these things…
Into  the darkness of endless night!

Never again will we stay silent…
Forever now we shall be tyrants…