Advent Rant

The insecure always demand imitation.
The unshared terror is that if everyone is not the same,
The tribe dies for the sins of the one.
You must believe as I do
Otherwise you’re in denial.

Superstitions, constructionism, satan in disguise,
Bad beurocrats, jaundiced judges, banal  bankers, agitated accountants,
the status quo rich, appeasing academics, humilitaring hierarchals,
pathetic politicians, devilish drug dealers, affectionate arms dealers,
Tobacco board members  and craven corporate lords,
Orchestrate and conduct, deaf to the music,
Celestial spheres and harmonics of conscience.

 The truest protest is poetic silence.
The encription in the pauses and stops,
SOS  in empty spaces aligned just right,
read from left to right.

What is said can and will be used against you.

I am myself unique in DNA ,but cut from the same cloth.
The apple never falls far from the tree.
The snake is never sleeping.

Wallace and Ataturk shake
Elvis sings a Christmas Carole
Bach is busy at the keys.

Hollywood festers.
The circus always  in town.
What goes on in refugee camps and palaces
Stays in refugee camps and palaces.

But I must act like you who are afraid.
Invasion of the Body Snatchers.
I wondered if I should wear a tie and asked if you did.

 South African farmers pay in blood
for those ignoring Nepal and  the Armenian crucified.
Again, why were they purposely sacrificed?
The Holocaust is but the champagne of sparkling wines.

Insufferable Canadian urbanites protest the latest subtle offence
Ignore the blood running in rivers
And fire ants descending on honey pots the world over.

Your fear is palpable
you are so disconnected
you do not feel your fear
or your anger

Offering heroin or assisted suicide,
you insist as always you offer “Choice"


Herod killed thousands of children
Hoping to kill the one.
You  aborted millions to save face.
How many saviours, Heisenbergs, holy men, Buckminster Fullers
And Madame Currie’s  did you kill
to create your fear of Climate Change.

Still He lives
Again we celebrate Christ MASS.
He lives. He dies. He is Risen.
Jesus Christ comes again.
I’m  guessing I'll wear the tie til then.


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