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12.
Riteous Rage
MidSummer, 2020
When the value
of private property
is placed Higher
than Life
and Dignity
We shall pry
that privatized
pirates booty
from thee
And set it ablaze
so that, in the light of the flame
your eYes
just might
adjust to the light
revealing the darkest of lies
lying behind
your now-burning
unearned prize
eYe'll righteously defile
the concrete and iron
of those who take lives
And you shall decide
with whom you shall side:
The rotten-cored scoundrels
Whose unjust laws you revere?
Or the scandalized vandals
Whose riteous rage you revile?
With a hoodwink and a smile,
"All Lives" have decided
that All has been reconciled
A history of sin
Whisked down the basin
(Once all the blood clots were plunged)
And I guess, now, The Records are
as good as expunged?
Although the state shall maintain
this one simple statute:
Don't take down the statues
Waiter, there's a squid in my ink
Fast!
Wait...
Think
Are you even alive?
Those who would fly
his name up on high
A flag waving hate
perched upon
your domicile
Are you even awake
Outside the 'Murican Dream?
Can you even define
the very name
(the bird of prey)
that you've divined?
"To concoct
with intent
to deceive"
To con
Caulked within tents
To de-sieve
To return
the liquid fallen
from the solid state
The finer particles that strayed
from the coarse hate
The soft solids that crumbled
Recoiling
from the pulpit fiction
For those who fetishize
fence lines:
Is blood from a knuckle
better shed
for Lives
or
for iconic temples?
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