poetry – Satire you Won't Like

OH, DANTE

OH, DANTE Oh, Dante!please tell me where youfound meon your finalvisit to anf journeythrough the all-newupdated Hades andrevised Inferno to what suffering ny hearor fire or otherdevilish torments I amhere subjected tofor my complictyin the horrorsof my time unlike those active agentsin and perpetrators ofthis worst of crimesof all mankindwhoascend to Heavenby virtue of tribalexceptionalismortheContinue reading “OH, DANTE”

ALIVE

PUSHBACK

PUSHBACK there’spushback againstthe mainstreamnarrative youare pushing the demented one,the insane oneclaiming thesestudents areterrorists servingsomealien power nottelling it like it isdemanding anend to the horror the only voicesthat I hearwith that thingcalled humanity to the destruction of whichyou have called inyour attack dogs against whichmy pushbackwould beas uncompromisingas the victoriousRed Army backin May ’45clearing every speciesofContinue reading “PUSHBACK”

ON ALL OUR BIG SCREENS

ON ALL OUR BIG SCREENS I am very gladthat the powersthat knowwhat isbest for usare supremelytruthful and rationaltransparent andcompetentin all their doings arebanning TikTok TikTok has a responsibilityto make surepictures of the genocideof children beingmaimed andblown to piecesare far less horrifying,more acceptablein appearance for all of thisneeds to be shownin a best, false lightperhaps throughContinue reading “ON ALL OUR BIG SCREENS”

CIRCUS

BIDEN

FOR THE BRICKS

FOR THE BRICKS defend the bricksthe steps, the stairs,the tables, the desks, the seats,,the boardrooms, the statues,the computernetworks defend them at all coststhey shall not pass defend the laboratories,the halls of Senate, defend everythingthat is important fromthose wish totake a fully humantransformational perspective whichthreatens to place the universityin a precarious positionsubjectto the system’s destructive rage

BLADE

BLADE like the peacefulanarchist that I am was out on the lawncontemplatinga bladeof grass in length somewhatshort of two anda half inches when suddenlyapartheid riotpolicemanemerged out of nowhere demandedmy pass my eyes stillriveted to thisgreen blade beneathme which sighed everso quietlywhispered If I were twoand a half feetof ninjitsu steel you and hemight easily forgoContinue reading “BLADE”