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bondage to bondage

bondage to bondage,
slavery to freedom back to slavery,
and some of us unwavery,
stoic in our meekness,
oblivious to our weakness.
scattered clouds,
like death shrouds,
linger over our heads,
oppressive, domineering . . .
yet, peacefully, we retire to our beds?

abundance, complacency, apathy.

abundance. complacency. apathy.
apathy leads us to slavery,
not to greener pastures,
not by still waters.
we sacrifice our sons and daughters
'cause mother culture wills it so.
and we barely know . . . why.
manichaean daydreams, political illusion,
the horror the master brings wrapped in peaceful delusion,
smiles and cookies, chocolate cake with layers of lies,
our patriotic bones bare but for the corpses of fattened flies.

bondage to bondage
and dust to dust,
weapons glistening,
tools left behind to rust.
the plunderer plunders,
the screams like thunders,
and you try to pretend that 'made in america' means something to you,
be you muslim, be you christian, agnostic, jew,
as mother nature hides in her own rotting sinew.

scattered clouds,
like death shrouds,
hover over my head.
despite myself, i'm tired
and i want to go to bed.

regb
9-8-3