I no longer care
What I think of myself
Insecure in my
Glass house
Of cards I’ve been dealt
But can make of them
Victory
Seamlessly
Scheme with me
Banish dissent
To invent
More machinery
War economics
Is my peace of mind
By design
Histrionics
Employed in my rhyme
Non-aligned to the pact,
The accord,
Nor the treaty
Just break it like bread
Promises
To the needy,
A greedy,
Lascivious
Megalomanic
Discordant purveyor,
Soothsayer
Of panic
Promoter of voter
Fraud
Laud the fine people
On both sides of I’ll
Convince them we’re equal
But we know the truth
There can only be one
Absolute
Who so ruthlessly
Rivals the sun
And when done
With remembrance
Remains in the pages,
Parades and crusades
And the subsequent stages
Prophetic
Magnetic
Charisma
Engages
The masses again
And the muses by pen
Yet the mask
Shall be cast
From my face in the end

And yet still I write
When I’ve nothing else left
When of last shreds
And shards
Of discarded love
Swept
Up away with the fragmented
Memories
Waning
Bereft years ago
Of my life forces
Draining
In vain have my valiant attempts
To be brave
End in ruin
With few more
Befitting the grave
We tried saving each other
One sinks
And one cries
We tried changing each other
One drinks
And one lies
Or we both fall apart
More in unison
Fading
And yet still I write
The pain
Can’t overstating

More Anarchic
Antarctic
Cold War games ensue
As around us
The one at home’s
Losses accrue
And the rest of you
Care more
If Kanye’s a Jew
While impunity reigns
For the fascist charade
We just all play a roll
In the FIFA slave trade
So now show me the binding law
Bent till it’s broken
No free market CAPS
On non-fungible token
Black comedy actors
Miscast
At the back
Of a lack
Of real color
Code switch
Hit of crack
And so let it persist
Mischievous
Can’t resist
If the rights
Don’t apply
To imperiousness
Fortresses of the rich
Sickened kids
In a school
Shooting upper class
Privilege is...
Fool’s Golden Rule

Though haven’t sung yet
Of finality’s
Salary
I am in debt
To its etch-a-sketch
Malady
Turn a few knobs
And we think ourselves
Free
To redraw the line,
Palestine,
Voter ID
But the ballot’s
A salad,
The word
Is a stake
In the heart of my
Blood-*******
Enemy’s fate

Working on
Working you in
To my life
So ineffably grateful
For you in my night
Come alight
The way forward
Evoke me bemused
You’ve renewed
My tomorrow
And heightened the mood
Still I brood
In the belfries,
The gallows,
The hole
And I barren wasteland
What remains of my soul
But I told you
You meant to me
More than goodbye,
Than the most divine
Acid high
Shapes in the sky
More than birds without wings
Could aspire to fly
It’s a little bit more like
Could happily die

Needless to
So much as state
Your biases
Reverberate
Articulate
The puppet parrot’s
Preference
Prejudicial carrot
Deep in darkness
Dare to dread
An audience
Beyond your head
Just reaffirm
The self-assured,
The certitude
Whole truth secured
From extant
Inclinations,
Leanings
To whatever sounds  
Appeasing
Then repeat it back
Again,
Once more until
The journey’s end
Arriving where
You feel at ease
In how we seamlessly
Deceive
Ourselves of answers
Pre-ordained
Instinctive
Linked-in
Lizard brain
Creates the same
Survival mech
Fictitious facts
We’re left to check
Should only ever need arise
To validate the winning side
Of argument’s
Legit disclaimer
Ever will its
Fortunes favor
Me within
No doubt correct
Of answers that I
Architect

Don’t remember
All details
Only how it ends
In fails
Have such profound
Epiphanies
More than a few
Deficiencies
Like some innate
Impulse
To pull
Over their eyes
The veil of wool