Hammer Tongues Clash at Innocence

[mtmynd]

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Marvel at the spectacle:
life as we knew it
as we know it
as we've known it,
the changes come
at times of astro-cycles
pedaling the skies
erupting/disrupting
our fondness for stillness…

The photographs hung in sequences
across the pale white walls
of our memories.... change!
to the deliverances set
before our hungry palates
harkening upon discovery
that we as us are but
cosmic dust enlayed with
tattooed consciousness
that speaks of eternity
in three-three syllables,

Constituting godless gossip
whose words travail the ethers
set aflame by bombs of ignorance,
triggered by madmen out for justice
defined by their own tongues
flapping in the vacuum of brevity
timed out from the punch bowl
overflowing with juices squeezed
fresh from the limestone grave markers
of foreign insolences against our egoes.

Trip the dark fandango
and let the fingers prowl
across the broken carcasses
that belie our intuitiveness
and strike a match in discord
with the damning quality of solace.

The borders have dissolved
the immigrants have rebelled,
rebelled against the status quo
that gave you the balls to roll
the weapons of destruction
into fine-tuned accurate death
squadrons of hornets released
from their nests floating in
flotillas of white tortillas
soaked by the nausea inflicted
sickness of rotating wars
one after another... a mere
display of hardened masculinity
unleashing its pale White Jesus
upon the avenged and deprived.

Holy eagles in search of prey
to stalk for gluttonous desire
the world is safe from freedom
the world is safe from freedom
the world is safe from freedom


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Cecil B. Lee