Resemblance spoke

“It is all but a mirror,

meant to reflect

not to be seen.”

The resemblance spoke;

it is but a reflection,

to you,

this mask is honesty.

A dimming of light,

the role seems noble, the deeds hide in darkened corners. The heart agonizing for there is no verity.

A light in fullness,

the role is unclothed,

the mirror can no longer hold the reflection,

light has stripped the glass of power to return what pleases.

Intentions bare

reasons lay upon the street unadulterated,

the seduction of earthly powers have scattered and hid in the recesses of vastness.

What will you do now?

You who have sold resemblances as truth, purposely deceiving the minds of men/women.

Your own mirrors have sold you to light,

naked and guilty you stand before moralities seat.

Weep oh mighty ones,

truth will come to the many you’ve turned into warring beggars..

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Crimes upon the face

And then they said

“We cannot get him/her for the unjustness.

We will crucify,

for the crime hung upon his/her face.”

In that day,

people will be the new religion,

temples decorated and clothed,

worshipped as gods.

Creators of new laws.

Creators of new codes of conduct.

A simple glance found offensive will be deemed criminal and those found guilty when no other charge can be brought against them,

will suffer at the hands of men/woman,

left outside the city gates,

isolated

deemed unworthy to grace the cobble stoned streets with the morally superior.

The scale of social behavior will be defined by over zealous lordships.

Every move watched by the digital eye,

10 years pass

your case can come at any moment,

the guilt of a look

or word of disagreement has all been recorded in the digital book of life and judgement.

Your name is written,

one misstep,

you will be examined from birth to current and dragged through societies social court of mob ruled justice.

The court will come for your job,

your home

your friends

your well constructed life,

only then will you find

None are free.

Stomach of pleasures

A time cultivating poverty

of the spirit,

the flesh hungers for more that is of temporary fulfillment,

filling the stomach of pleasures made from old stone.

Religions of the wind,

the dead of spirit rise to claim life

gasping from artificial breath,

spewing amens from dead bowels,

the withered hand has fallen

to unjust knees,

cultivating death to the just and life to the unjustly.

Spartacus wannabes

Bull*** I am Spartacus wannabes…

This is supposed to be about we the people

not we the ruling classes.

This isn’t about doing what’s right but has become about taking any issue trending and using that to sway for votes and power.

This is about regaining power, gaining the majority in the house so one party can rule over the other.

Both political parties are looking for their “I am Spartacus” moments, using the accused and the accuser.

Gropers speaking out against the accused…really?!

All the sudden everyone gives a crap about corruption, corruption both parties have lived off of for years and both have created.

All the sudden everyone gives a crap about sexual assault/abuse within powerful circles and yet every single one of them have swept years of abuse under the rug but now everyone wants to be Spartacus and speak out against abuse.

All of the sudden everyone gives a crap about the corruption and injustice that has destroyed the lives of many Americans and created a new class of working poor, any injustices committed towards ppl of color and how all these politicians are sick of it?!

They only care now because it is affecting their power.

They are now speaking out against tribalism, a tribalism they created.

Unaware wars

“With manipulation Americans have been lured into every war ever created,

unaware of the creators.”

Every word spoken hides the drum beat of war both abroad and home.

Every war America has every had,

the war against drugs has born more addicts.

The war against corporate elites have born more wealth for the wealthier.

The war against hate is birthing more radical fringe groups.

The war against what is freedom of speech is birthing more censorship of speech.

The war against fake news is birthing more prisons for anyone who has a different view.

The war against high cost of living has born an affordable housing problem. Less can afford to make ends meet.

The war against hunger has birthed more hunger.

Every war America has or has had, seems to only birth more of the same. We seem to be upholding the very thing we are contesting.

Are these issues being used as a tool against us?

No matter how humane we may think these issues are, is it possible we are being used to war against each other to give birth to a more government controlled state(s)/nation?

The war against corrupt politicians has birthed a more corrupt system of which we are all poisoned.

Every war to promote a more humane way for a foreign land to govern a people, has created more inhumanity.

Why?

What are we truly warring about?

Why haven’t any of these wars birthed more peace? Humanity? Equality? Love? Wealth?

Why haven’t these wars birthed less wars? Racism? Censorship? Prisons of body and speech? Poverty?

Are we unaware to what we are truly warring against and for who we war.

Maybe these wars were never meant to be won but only through us create more of what we war against.