crazy sad existence if we’d tell
the truth has gone to stay
nowhere on this burning-drowning-sinking, planetary extinction
where volition surrenders
to man eats woman eats child eats cow
eats grass, it’s ozone layer going, going
gone
is this land of freedom, in which
we just keep cultivating a convoy obsessed
crop of mannerless insecurity
seated in high places
full of pompous commands,
terrified of being found w/o real power,
yet, determining our future
and we, some chosen few, a little connection wise
acquire the privilege of being treated as suspect
w/ bribe-full incapability
but still skipping a lowly station, such is
access, through those hallways—incomplete, constitutional deterioration,
trampling on other’s rights to fair & equal treatment
it's everyday corruption—that dangerous dance of
not who you know
but rather who knows you
who no longer wishes to live
in this crude credibility—only way
to ensure creature comforts
we’re all caught up in these demo-crazy cycles of spin
set on fear and resentment
below the veneration of haves
by have-nots and a sea of wannabe-haves
all abandoning their daily wages in long lines
for basic services
leisure lost in place
never found, aside from in the laps
of those ‘fat cats’ don't know what to do
w/ poor folk’s vulnerabilities
except to horde and horde and horde and horde
some more, should in case they too must lose out
but all the people
suffer
plenty worry
of no food to eat
of no place to live
of no work to do
of no middle class (the buffer zone)—it’s passé
of no, what-if there's no more ex-gratia, gluttonous grace
in this terminal illness: terms and conditions
of limp leadership always apply
let's call it nation building
a gully so deep
even our souls lay hidden
beneath 65 years of independence corpsing
the rest in pieces, defying death duly
in the absence of good money
follows bad
always
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