Don't know what I said
What I did
To deserve
Your disdain
Can't explain
Such ineffable
Pain
Upon seeing you clearly
No longer the same
Seem to feel
How you felt
Underneath the moon's wane
Beneath stars in the city light
Night sky
Aflame
With the feigning
Romancing, entrancing
Pretense
Of portentous affections
Just lust I suppose
Just a fickle slight ripple
Effect on our clothes
And our hands, and our skin,
And our lips, and our tongues,
And our ears to mellifluous
Pounding heart drums
Not the one of course
Just the first one
Whom I sung
Of in ages
My serenade marked
By the notes on these pages
And gave them all to you
In genuine tune
With the irony wry,
Hung to dry kind of mood
That you choose to undo
To eschew from embracing
I'm wasting away now
My steps, I'm retracing
To make sense of where
Apart paths got diverted
And blurted out, drunken confessions
Converted
You into this empathy-lacking
Remorseless
Contortionist
Bending my form maladies
To amorphousness
Black abyss, back to the bottle
Forgetting this
Ever occurred
In rejection emmured
Where I still do not know
What I did to deserve
Your disdain
Can't explain it
In words except pain

Encased in a narrow perspective
Surrounded
By blank,
Muddy-caked,
Matted walls
Further down in
The dumps
In the grumps
In the clumps of morass
Drying out like a drought
Turns to gold
The green grass
Shriveling in my withering
Thirsting for purpose
The worthlessness fissures
And cracks at the surface
Unquenchable brain
Drained to barren expanses
Parched lips press their kiss
Upon parchment romances

It's my unrelenting,
Intransigent
Stubbornness
Staunchly, unflinching,
Implacable
Arrogance
Bound and restrained
By the scruples
Of humble
But flaunted in stride
Like the king of the jungle
Contained within me
And set free
Should the need
Then arise to put faith
In a pre-destined pace
That my life just so happens
To move in without
My control over actions,
Reactions and habits
But what of the rebels,
The martyrs,
The mavericks
Who question the blind,
Deaf and dumb
In submission
And offer them then, instead
Conscious decision

We were
Never really
That much to begin with
Just scared of what was
To come next
For us pressed
For a time
By each others'
Beside ourselves
Lovers
Perhaps overstates it
But to me equates it
You still call me brave
But my courage is based in
Security, risk-averse
Playing it safe
Just like what I saw
On your vivacious face
Cautiously I approached
Just as guarded as ever
But let it all down
When I felt us together
I guess just as hopeless
Romanticizations
What isn't, what could be
Need no explanations
And from leaps of faith
I freefell under spells
That still ring in my head
Like the jingle of bells

Continue to study
The past
And its masters
And clashes they had
With its renegade actors
Maligned in the headlines
Of yellow newscasters
And lost in the Holocaust
Broadcasted after
In spectacles spangled
In spider silk road
2.0's you're entangled
In propagate pussygate's
War on the truth
On the facts
The tax breaks
For the rich
Follow suit
But the lawsuit is null
In the void
Of tabloid
Deployed battle droids
Seek and destroy
Unemployed
All a ploy
Of the toiling
Well-oiled machine
The despotic
Robotic
American Dream

Someone for everyone
They say
Or so it goes
Well what if you found them
Already
But chose
Unbeknownst to you then
That they were somehow fated
To be just whatever
You needed
And waited
So longingly
Desperate to hold
Captivated
But still let them go
Despite feeling it so
And now you can no longer
Partake
In heartache
In the break
In painstakingly
Waking up next to a fake
An impostor of sorts
An ersatz replicant
There to fill in the void
That you still can't admit
To imposing upon you
So they would be happy
Be better off with someone else
To entrap them
And grapple with endless
In commonly flaws
Finding faults where they
Once shared
A most common cause
Be it rebels without one
Or purists endowed
With they still must be out there's
Duplicitous shroud

A rustle in trees
Straight ahead
Line of sight
Out appears
A bold, alpha baboon,
Appears frightened
Its keen senses heightened
Igniting its
Fight or flight
Primal excitement
Bewildered on edge
By this guest uninvited
Delighted to make its acquaintance
Despite
Of its quick to take parting,
Decisively darting
Out into the clearing
And steering its family
Clear of my staring
But never breaks glaring
Back at me, intense
Of its all too brief presence
I take no offense
Distant cousins
With pleasantries
Often dispense

Though not yet defeated
I deign to refrain
From persistent deceiving
My efforts in vain
Are instead of importance
Engendering change
Could it be
So naive
To believe
I contain
Any worthy, exemplary
Character traits
Individuate me
Among all candidates
Who elect to defect
From oppressive execs
And exchequers exacting
Exploitative wealth
But self-serving
Is surely
Intended in each
Of the altruist parable
Pennings I preach
Of the lingua franca
Fratricidals I teach
And the lesson I learn
I discerned in this callous
Misanthropomorphic
Irascible malice

To think
I would humor
Amuse
Your advances
Or even grant them
Satisfactory glances
Back in your direction
Unwanted attention
Just goes to show you
Don't deserve to be
Sentient
When time you have spent
I ignore, goes to waste
One day I'll be gone
You'll be stuck in this place
And still nothing to no one
Of any income
Insolent peasant *******
Impudent ****

What haven't I added yet
To my collection
What shapes have I not taken
Form of a question?
Incarnate my presence
Needs none to acknowledge
And far from the world
And its wars
I seek solace
To soldier along
To a song of disharmony
Weapons continue to prosper
Disarming me
Warming the globe
To a strobe-litter grave
That my cosmic illogical
Alien probe
Does not know
How to save
Droves of people
Enslaved
Driven on to
A critical
Mass-approach grave
Such a craving to sate
For what we automate
To replace us, supplant
And depose
So it goes
And what grows
From the dust
And the ashes
Disowns
Any trace of us lost to
The space in between
What is you?
What is me?
What is life?
But a dream

Defeated in depression
In your lonely little life
Trapped within a world of others
Since the one you knew is rife
With inequality, injustice
Inconvenient truth denies
And weaponized disinformation states
Of lies and data spies
Now analyze the Analytica
Chlamydia contagion
Viral marketing campaigning
Stagnant wage a war
Sensation
Burning Californication
To diffuse the situation
At the border firewall
Just spark another conflagration
Global changes uninstalled
But still enthralled are the spectators
Haters waiting on a savior
To deliver Hunger Games
And ever in their favor wager
That a litany of killing spree
Appeases free for all to see
And that the guilty party be
News feeding, eating your I.D.
Until the next, same old reboot
Loots pockets like colluding suits
And muted destitutes
Excuse the Pruitt's crude pollutants
When it's Houston under water
Flint still sippin' on the squalor
Slaughter stains our hands in Yemen
Where the kids are cannon-fodder
But your daughters and your sons
Are safe
Your belly's full
You're not displaced
So waste each waking second
On your daily fake intake
You're only making the stakeholders'
Promise
Easier to break

If it ceases to work
I don't know
What I'll do
I'll have nothing to contact
The outside world through
And I'll lose
All my tunes
Until it can be fixed
And recharging resumes
Unimpeded in its
I assume perhaps dusty
Or rusty old bits
Of components internal
Perplexing me so
As I've tried everything
But I still just don't know
What could be
Going on
Inside cellular cells
That prevents the replenishing
Energy wells
Of my telephone
Owned it for years
And have known
It to guide me, remind me
Wherever I roam
With but a few
Complications, malfunctions
And power corruptions
But never a problem like this
To disrupt it
From showing me that
Little spark in the corner
And phoning me home
As an alien foreigner

It is true
When they say
You're not you
When you're hungry
It ruins your day
When your belly is empty
Of plentiful joy
Then the slightest disturbance
Can leave you annoyed
And in dealing with others
Be flippant and curt
And in making progress,
Listless and inert
It reverts you to primacy,
Primitive need
And converts sharing, caring
To hording and greed
And will lead you to do
What you wouldn't dare deign
To consider permissible
Ways to attain
Your next meal
When you hear
Only your stomach rumbles
Succumbing to them
Just as the
Cookie crumbles
Until irrepressible
Monsters emerge
To devour whatever in sight
Can encourage
You to
Once again
Crack a mollified smile
Until the resurgence
Beguiles the bile
And after a while
Elapses, redaction
For while it grasps
At your brief satisfaction
You think only of
What remains
You can ration
As later-on's pangs
Boomerang
Right back atch'ya
The moment the flavor
Can no more be savored
And cravings enslave you again
To the anger

Funny how trivial
Seems the dispute
That has kept us suspended
In disconnect, mute
In a silence, protracted
Extended, no ending
Exacted
But impact is felt
In the months moving on
From the years I have dwelt
In a sweltering cauldron
Of angst-brewing enmity
Condemning me
To a spartan solemnity
Tempting me with
The tirade
Hurricane
And a rain pouring only
On my head in shame
For in vain
Have I tried
To express it to you
And instead I've sustained
The charade of untrue
But not lying
Per say
Silly me's I withdrew
Like a caricature
Reassured
You'd be there
To be laughing with at me
And actually care
To comment and critique
On the facets and features,
That needed a tweak
To be squeaky clean sneakers
Or just so to speak
Of the torments
Enormous
Afflicting me so
Lying dormant in
More I learn
Less that I know

Seven months in country
Should consider myself lucky
That I made it this far,
Thus far strong
But not without
Problems along
The way
The same things
Different day
I came here seeking change
In vain
The dynamism
That I crave
To make my sinful soul
Worth saving
Keeps escaping
From my sight
Delusions waking
Me each night
Well-rested
Wrested
From my eyes
My cardiac,
Arrested, dies
Class-struggle-tested
Body lies
Somewhere no one
Will ever find
It rotting
Robotting
Going through the motions
Only
Fixing
Nothing's broken
Just the parts
And processors
That ever doubt
This all absurd
And words I choose
To make me human
Once again
Are ancient ruins

Messiahs and martyrs
And saviors
And saints
Sacrosanct
Sanctimonious
False idol feints
Behind gates,
Palace walls
Fortified in a lie
An elaborate,
Enduring
Mythos we contrive
And apply
To the lives
Of misguided lost souls
Filling holes
With the answers
Of what never knows
How to be of this world
Without more to assign
What is so picture perfectly
Flawed by design
Intertwined with
The years we spend
Spacing in time
Agonizingly trying
To find
Our own kind
Out among the expanse
Starry satellite trance
Higher intellects seek
And destroy
To advance
The agenda, to claim
A new age
Under orders
Anointed upon
The consent
Of the heaven-sent
Nuclear bomb

Who was she to he
Can we ever be sure
Do we really know
Really love
Really live for
Someone else to be special
Imprint on us charm
And disarm us of weapons
With which we do harm
To each other
In-lovers
Can never recover
If in coalescence
They do not discover
The secret identities
Even to them
Are uncertain
The roles that we play
Are pretend
Artifices
Illusions
Contusions
A bruise on the soft, silky
Smooth subterfuges
Deceit will eventually
Entropy coax
The dependency
Bend the knee
Vows to be broke
Or discordant performance’s
Suicide notes

Have you found
It yet
I ask
Or found insuperable
The task
Discovering,
Uncovering
The surface layers
Smothering
The truth beneath
The buried past
The everlasting
Shadow caste
On sanctity's
Iconoclast
The temple smashed
The system crashed
The score is settled
In the blast

And so I ask
Again
Have you
Completed what
You set to task
Or just discovered
Some uncovered
Remnants of
The ancient past
Forgotten
Lying eons
Rotten
Not in some
Sumptuous tomb
Of regnant opulence
Exhumed
But in the gloom
Of fell
And fallen
Kingdoms
Mortals
Bow in awe in

So I ask again
Have you
Found any a retelling true
Or just library books
Renewed

I am hunger
Lost without her
Silent thunder
Growing louder
In the storm surges
I shower
Absolution's lust for power
In a lustrous
Gloom necropolis
A living dead
Metropolis
The coming, going
Never slowing
Profit motive
Doom foreboding
Driven by ambition
To free all the world from prison
Through a clarity of vision
By the muses I am smitten
And have given up
Enough to claim
Dominion over
My insane
Empire state of mind decay
Betray all virtues
Gone astray
And seize it all
For me someday

Not enough
Of the world
Seems to know
Who I am
And admittedly I
Do not know
Where I stand
When sometimes
As I make my way
Out of the door
I can not help but question
Whatever so for
Do I move but a muscle
Lift even a finger
And in contemplation
Let idle thoughts linger
Just like in the Devil's
Workshop
Where I stop
On occasion
To tinker the clock
Ticking down
Further down
To the depths where I drown
In the frigid finality's
Hole in the ground
Ever has it been my
Extrication from this
My escape from this place
My eternal death wish
And I'd sooner grant it
For myself
But I fear
Such a yearning to end
Will someday disappear
When I find
What it is
I am meant to discover
In this life,
The next,
Or the arms of a lover

I take from the rich
And I give
To the richer
Grow money trees
And then watch the world wither
I've slithered
In gardens of green
Dripping red
With a purity hood
Draping over my head
I have poisoned the fountain
Of youth
To retain
My control of this endless
Monopoly game
As my capital gains
A skyscraper a day
To the skyrocket
Stock market
Locke's do I pray
Upon all to be blessed
With lavish excess
But succession of kings
My investment ******
To breed wealthier nations
Uncommon in man
Through unhealthier rations'
Invisible Hand
Do I muppet the mouths
And harp on the heartstrings
As I tug on the chains
Of the slaves
Freedom rings
And that fat lady sings
All she wants
I will cling
To this power
With eagle-lied,
Vulturous talons
Devour
The will
And then **** the bills,
Billing blood that I spill
With impunity
Robbery,
Poverty
Property
I am the law
There is no order stopping me
No cherry topping me
No global powers’
High towers
Are topping me
No master forces endorsed
Are out-shopping me
Spending spree
On the lost souls
Now to bending knee
Fall
And enthrall in the terror
Of my urban sprawl
Making maggots of masses'
Automaton dreams
Into my gilded ages'
New pyramid schemes
You can call me a liar
Truth is
No concern
To the one who reigns fire
With oil to burn
Down upon the deniers
Until they all learn
I'll recruit body bags
To preach life to the choir
And when the screen lags
Train these dogs to play dead,
Lay their own on a wire
In so doing shred
The carnage they desire
So I can play God
And with demons conspire
A masterful plan
To command the economy
Zombie hive mind
Get in line
For lobotomy
My progeny
Multiply to consume
And consume
And consume
'Til the ******* last fume
Dissipates into space
The good fortunes of Earth
All amounting to waste
With the mother who nurtured you
***** and disgraced
The four steeds
Of Apocalypse
Nothing but paste
For I win every time
I with you
Humans race

It's just picturesque Africa
Miles and miles
Of golden grass vast
And a scarring of gullies, ravines
And the streams
Flowing past
Passing off into pasture
To quench thirsty tracts
Of a monotheistic
Abundance of corn
And the people who grow it
From when they're first born
And sometimes where it stops
Is too distant to see
With the naked eye
Scoping it
All out for me

Not the first person
Rehearsing the act
But I am the original
Matter of fact
When it comes to rejecting
Unfounded conjecture
Confounding foundations
Of your private sector
As baseless, in basements
Of faceless persona
Unknown to this Brave New World's
Self-indulge soma
A rarefied pride
Coinciding with time
That it takes
To be finally
Fine
You will find
I am easily vexed
And hard-pressed
To detect
Every ***** in the armor
Flawed system's
Oppressed
Populations complacent
Awaiting their fate
In a nation-state
Trading the world
Some more greatness

They come out of nowhere
To find their next meal
From indigenous creatures
The sustenance, steal
Until they who are thriving
Off Earth's degradation
Leave leveled and fell
The native vegetation
And generations
Subsequently
Succumb
To the drumming of war
Over scrap-scrounging slum
For a chance to get some
Of what's needed to breed
Or be out-competed
And never plant seed
In the soil, eroded
Corroded foreboding
Anomalous storm-surging skies
Like an omen
Sent to undo
The mistakes
To erase this invasive
Humanity race

Can now almost taste
The escape from this place
A fate self-imposed to
Satiate my disgrace
An abatement of seldom
Placated irate
From occasional instants
Without confrontational
Indigents, feigning
Themselves as my equals
And unto my deigning
Accept them as people
If not for refraining
To make me a slave
Then for all my complaining
I'd sooner the grave
Then to lay one more night
In my erudite spite
Rife with try as I might
To look past the disdain
The contempt that we both seem to share
Is the same
And appears to be solely
The only
In common
We have
As I slowly, downtrodden,
Indifferent
Go mad

Lost to the trials of time
Human nature
Combined with unstable
Mass ecocide labor
The edifice likeliness
Face of the maker
The people at war
To construct it the greater
Win over its favor
The flavor of flesh,
Fresh, when nothing else left
As the slavers arrive
To deprive it, bereft
Of the once sanctuary's
Most bountiful feast
Of the treeless extinction
Tradition deceased
Since the first wooden ship
Came ashore on the beach

We say we don't want it
Don't covet it,
Lust for it
Wish upon stars
For a chance to discover it
But, I feel safe
In presuming
You do
At least once a daydream
If it were to come true
How they'd look on you with
Admiration and awe
Adulation to make
Imperfectionist flaw
Would be nice, and quite right
About time
Overdue
To shine bright in a spotlight
Persona eclipsed
Amidst fortune and fame's
Tenebrous ego tryst

Infinity drifts
In a sea of could be
Of serenity
But deep beneath it is me
Still submerging myself
Where the light doesn't reach
Instead of sun-bathing
My shell on the beach
Where at least I would only
Imagine
The fathoms
Below me, the undertow
Dragging me slowly
Away from the shoreline security
Lonely
Back to the Abysses' jaws
Gaping
And homely
As ever it were,
To the pensive philosopher
Sunk in his sordid, assorted
Leviathans
Grasping for breath-bereft depths
That inspire him

Another horizon so radiant
Fades again
Rising and falling
Evading me 'till the end
Of scintillating
Days gone, beyond knowing when
I could draw nearer to it
And caress it
And nestle it deep within me
And express it
In colors, sensations,
Vibrations, pulsations,
Alluvial figments
Of imagination
As real to me then
As they are to you now,
As salient as saline
Forms over the brow
In the heat beneath zenith
Nightmares in your sleep
When it's cold to the touch
Of what can not be reached

But the sun doesn't shine
Upon me
As it used to,
Feel so attached to
My precious devices
And harnessing its
Divine potency
Just to see
Seems as if I'm
Disregarding its poetry
Blind to abusing its glow
To be shown
An ephemeral glimpse
Of some remnant of home
But its spark does not energize
My own creations
Just sates them with meager
Technology rations
And hooks me to wires
And cables
Like playthings

It takes so much effort,
All my mental faculty
To see them equal
And deem it veracity,
Their brain capacity
Actually seems
To be emptier than
The most vacuous dreams
And my intellect screams
At the sky in defiance
But I can't deny
They are so absent-minded
At least in the ways
Of the sociopath
Who has grasped civilized
By the throat as its gasped
In the clutches of what is
Its ultimate form
I became
What it could be
An apex new norm,
But to them
I am just
Foreign ****,
Over-privileged
A money tree grown
In a garden of riches
Which just goes to show
How so little they know
Of the world as a whole
As they waste away
Playing their chattering role
Their ambition consists of
A ball and a goal
They aspire to be
What they're told
And accept
That in death they will pass into
God's divine breadth
Every breath they draw
Gnawing
On better addictions
Their language has less than
A dozen descriptions
No gifted musicians
Inspire their craft
All essentially cultural elements
Lack
And the fact is
They are just so different from me
Too condemned to this poverty graveyard
To see
That despite such a site
To behold
I am free
To be living among them
Harmoniously

Try as I might
To ignore the insufferable
Clamorous racking my brain
All too audible
Are these despicable
Sickening shrill
Voices wicked, malicious,
Insipid kids still
Instigating and baiting
Me closer to spill
My contempt vitriol
Seething passion to ****
Every little last filth-frothing
Mouth to feed dead
Bottom-fed in this
Stress-induce cesspool are bred
In an **** of virulent,
Ignorant stench
Still entrenching my senses
In sieges of tension
And drenching my clenching jaws
In reprehension
Spat out in the face
Of this whole human race
But mostly just this
Poor excuse for its waste

Oh how I thrive
In depression
Repression
In stressing each second
I feign this pretension
Anxiety, angst-driven
Dreading the selfless
Reflection
Is merely delusion
Of past intervention
Divine of some being-
Perhaps, beyond seeing
The infinite universe
Into it freeing
The essence of meaning
When all of it ceases
Materializing
Into the time creases
And all realizing
Ideally reprises
Its role as the sole
Individual guises
Unmaking me whole
Again,
Then, I describe it

I stroll superciliously
Down the street
As I smirk at the poor souls
With little to eat
Unconcerned with what burdens
Weigh heavy on shoulders
From peaks up above them
I'm rolling the boulders
And wondering what
It would look like in smolders
If I were to burn
It all down to the ground
And expropriate any remaining
Estates like the Derg
In my own Terror Red
Irrepressible urge
Be the scourge
Be the bane
Of their archaic ways
And with no one left standing
But me, a new reign
Would expand and consume
The survivors in pain
And the world would at last
Know my name
And in vain
Never take it again
Unless I so ordain

Buyer beware
Oh, you're in for a scare
When I tell you your hair
Does not need that much care
That your phone
Doesn't need to cost
More than your home
That those things that you own
And you don't even use
Are as faulty and paltry
As what's on the news
That your new pair of shoes
Is the bare feet of poverty,
Your right to choose
Is some Lot in Life's Lottery
Stocking your shelves
With the Keebler Elve's spells
And stuffing your stockings each year,
Jingle bells
Someone else's expense
Isn't worth your two cents
You dispense it like dreams
Of the white picket fence
While the industry picks at your pockets
Unheeded
Insurances claim extra coverage is needed
To breathe and to read
The fine print on the label
Approved FDA chemical
Farm to table
Just turn a blind eye
To the advertise lies
Inundating your eyes
With disguised dollar signs
Like some supersize fries
Fill you up for five minutes
Then leave you as empty
As when you first bit it
The infinite Amazon
Shopping mall pantheon
Built to the corporate gods
Of Emoticon
Keeping you spending, and clicking,
And liking,
And posting,
And boasting,
But mostly just psyching
You out of reality
Plastic-wrapped packaging
Boxed in a fallacy
Now shipping free
Who they want you to be
Just a product to brand
For the others to see
You consuming it all so
Conspicuously

Of few things am certain
I'm not a good person
I know I will die
And nothing can reverse it
I'm cursed with the passing of time
I don't mind
If a billion and one others
Meet their demise
Before mine
In its lack of fulfilling
Accomplishment
Ferries me off
To the terrors of Tartarus
Martyred by none
I could not liberate
But a single societal
Prison cell fate
Languishing in my own
As I longed to find home
And in so doing entered
Dimensions unknown
To so many untold
Countless souls I don't know
And came out on the other side
Having mine sold

No, I wasn't there suffering
Whip cracks
And axes
Or clashes with fascism's
Poisonous gasses
I didn't pay taxes
Imposed upon masses
Or stash my trash cash
Beneath cardboard box mattresses
Sleeping in heaps
Of the stock market's crashes
I've never known hunger
Or Dust Bowl thirst-glasses
I've never been lower
Than lower class rations

I just cut my losses
My checks, balance bills
And of rights
Mine are human
From birth
To the ****
So I feel
The injustice
Disgust and distrust
Of the ones who still toil
In history's rust
And to those who still spoil
Themselves in its lust
I admonish
Will ever by hammers be crushed

Been a minute
Since I took
Half a second glance
And looked
At what resides in each of us
Beneath the surface feature stuff
Reflecting on the one who I
Became, the same brain stimuli
Still unified in all but form
Perplexing, cogent lightning storm
Projected from my eyes, the sun
To wash away what they had done
And none could cast their shade
In my direction
For I was remade
Rejuvenated in the glade
And stayed this way
As far away
From them I journeyed on astray
And lost all track of time
I lost my mind
Intelligent design
Had redefined my evolution,
Elevation
To divine
And the creation
Making gods of us
Revealed itself
As humankind

Questions warrant answers
But so many seem to be
For me
Directed in my general direction
Just for my attention
To be given over
To a prying pair of eyes
So languid in its little mind
But then in kind
I find an offer
For my curtest of reply
Albeit with an edge
Of temperamental
Sharpening responses wry
I can't deny the food
They share
With me
Without a reason why-
Just some extra questions
I'm more willing to oblige
For with my hunger satiated
My impatience can resign

An acquired taste
No doubt it takes
Some time to wait
Until it seems to make
You crave it
Savor every flavor
Mixed together on the plate
A flat and fluffy,
Full of grainy
Goodness, sourdough pancake
You rip and tear it,
Often share it
Rarely in the gorsha form
But wash your hands before you dare it
Grin and bare this culture norm

Dread the free time
But still can't wait to have it
To seize peace and quiet
By my force of habit
And flee far away
From a central locale
Of a jobless, impoverished
Human garbage pail
Full of wasted potential
Unutilized power
Another kid lost to disease
By the hour
Devoured from inside out,
Parasitic
A malnourished mortality
Fated statistic
Accounting for little more than
A UN
Detrimental development
Index embellishment
IMF, World Bankers swooping in
Heaven-sent
Millions lent
Never spent
Back on the people
Just keep them like sheep
Marching on to the steeple
And reap what they sow
How so little they yield
Until cityscapes swallow up
Forest and field
And behind their most opulent
Optic facades
In their decadence festers
The graces of Gods

What little expected of me
Let's get on with it
Give me some students to teach
How to ponder it
This is just something I do
To keep stalling
My purest intentions
Are truly
Appalling
Obscurest dimensions
Of sanity
Scrawling
Bemusing expressions
At my beck and calling

Surface tension
Wearing thin
Emaciated
Bones in skin
The shock sets in
Upon the sight
Of transformations
Into this
Cadaverous
Dehumanist
Adapting to impractical
Apathy practiced
Tactfully
To physically appear to them
Augmented exoskeleton

Frenetic mess of masses clasping
Medium exchanges passing
Hands are cashing in the yield
I keep my eyes banana-peeled
For ripest, firm, devoid of bruise
Punctiliously, as I choose
What to refuse
What to consume,
What's ready to be
Purchased soon
Averting each
Judgmental gaze
Occasional obscene displays
Of wary to my
Alien
Selections vegetarian
Restricted even further still
By what I can not cook or ****
Just here to fill my plate
With weight
Of yesterday, same thing I ate
And don't expect these habits change
Until my taste buds rearrange
Far from this strange, Muslim bazaar
I feast again like Shah Jafar

It always includes
Ruling classes
And taxes
Sometimes the form differs
The law always passes
Agreed upon by
Select few who renew
Their extravagance through
The consent of the governed
To pay what is due
To the papacy pew
As indulgences, tithes
Coincide with the sins
That accrue
Piled high to the sky
Where the heavens would cry
To know God's blessed children
Live only to die
As they serve the false prophets
Who claim they can fly
And it seems they're content
As to never know why
Such a system relies
On the spreading of lies
Until lo and behold!
No surprise,
Out of time

Used to be king of the world
Unbeknownst to you
Ruler of one
Into all
I was shown the truth
Youth was my edict
The law of the land
I decreed it and freed it
With sword clenched in hand
And commanded the finest
Contingency plan
Prosperous in a gilded age
Advent of man
Common in its exceptional
Privileges granted
For all a most plentiful harvest
Was planted
Supplanted the former theocracy
Waned
And in its wake logic and reason
Then reigned
As supreme as the beings
Extremely would dream
Of utopian unions
To be, I would deem

The difference between us
Is seen as
What keeps us
Divided, united
And trying to hide it
With notions of sameness
Partitioned in races
And paychecks to rub it in
Spite-her-nose faces
Despite whether on
The excesses of luxury
Porcelain thrones
Do we trickle down waste
Upon those without homes
Or we find ourselves
One of the billion
Have nots
Minding only our businesses,
Tending our crops
We depend on it always to be there
To make
Livings off of
These lands,
As their claimants we stake
And it takes us a lifetime
Of filling it with
Any worth we convert
To devaluing it
But in each of us lies
An identical pit
Of despair in disparity's
Wealthy abyss

Keep stalling
On scrawling down
Novel ideas
In my dreams,
Clearly seen
Do the plot-lines appear
To ensnare my subconsciousness
Slumbering phase
To awaken my procrastination
Malaise
Is it laziness
Dazed in a maze
Of my craziness
No
I just know
It will bore me
With lackluster prose
Without rhyme to find reason
To read it back after
I'd lose any inkling of muse
By the chapter
So always it seems to
Revert me to verse
To immerse me instead
In this poetry curse

The liberal dove hawkin'
On parakeets squawkin'
Talk 2 different lingos
Up at the board chalkin'
And still stalkin' pages
Of history's past
Until it's what I'm teachin'
To these kids in class

Seems like something's dying
In here
I can smell it
Could be the two mice that I killed
No regret it
In here there is room
For but one vermin's need
To feed freely on misery
That rat is me

Utterly, absolutely,
Completely alone
Learning how to make
This dimly lit cavern home
Which is seldom if ever
Enough to appease
Electricity greed
In the shadows I breed
So illumined is my
Filthy rodent disease
And so clearly they see
The rat
Is in fact,
Me