They break
the law to punish law breakers.
Unconstitutional
conditions and censorship policy.
They give
us four envelopes a month.
Expecting
our return to society be successful with no one.
They create
these dungeons punishing anti-social behavior.
Been alone
so long with no telephone, mind and family gone.
They
wrestle out of our hands razors, stealing our nooses,
Yet selling
us medications causing stroke, dementia, delusions.
They look
into my face and consider me crazy ‘cause I smile,
Wondering
why I act childish, live naked and… smile.
They believe
they are God’s chosen and we are Satan’s spawn,
Going home
to beat wives, child pornography and manicured lawns.
They mourn
nine eleven like we didn’t deserve it.
Sending
sons and daughters off terrorists hunting patriots.
They hate
prisoners, Blacks, Latinos and First Nations.
White “Dark-Night-‘killer’”
deserving of understanding and forgiveness.
They wonder
why the world hates them beyond words.
Military
bases spread like cancer the earth over.
They seem
so pretty, smart, happy and photogenic,
Just the
rich man’s puppets on Broadway, Hollywood, Pennsylvania Avenue.
They frown
on dirty language, negative thinking, and atheists,
Dropping
bombs on Nagasaki, Hiroshima, unmanned drone celebrations.
They have
native sons slowly spinning their destruction.
It’s gonna
come from inside, motherfuckers, have patience,
They are
depressed, suicidal, owning it all and more.
Better
bloody your threshold beast, prostrate yourselves on carpeted floors.
They could
come in the morning and shoot me like a dog.
But it’s
not going to save them, we will never stop.
They just
shone their flashlight and it’s twelve o’clock.
My
thirteenth Revolution ‘round Sun anniversary as pig keys walk.
They can
convince you to play their lame mind games beside them.
Try and
turn me snitch by compliance, you know who you are.
They’ve got
you simpering, curtsying, you’re not even tortured.
Rock Solid
Revolutionary expecting world to turn on me.
8-20-2012
