Bear no witness

Too many words spoken sounds like
mumbling
monuments be crumbling
lady liberty in the streets drunken, stumbling
it's so so humbling
don't look back, you just got hijacked
it's not yours no more, tricked her out like a corner hor
that's if it ever was
purple rain dancing, release the doves
horns up, you need a devil ; a blue eyed devil
they laugh throwing bread crumbs at us from a higher level
uhhh give them guns to shoot
uhhh wipe em off like s**t on boots
roots
what's your name?
I mean your real name??
picture this in a different frame
big man in a big chair, big pimping laughing
elite downtrodden eyes crafting

divisive spoon fed lies
real revolutions are never televised
anarchy in a shadowy corner chuckling
democracy?
that b***h is buckling
tilting this axis right off it's orbital frame
wiping the s**t off their boots
while they pull trees out from their roots
again what's your name?
no kid, I mean your real name?
the room goes silent
and
in the voice of a little innocent sounding child...nothing can be heard
and
just like this world...that's f*****g absurd
bear no witness
to their sickness

for they know what they do

to keep pitting me vs. you.

© 2021 The Unknown Sith

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barleygirl

As I read your poem "they" kept changing into various forms -- all the evils trying to tear our democracy apart. As a liberal, of course I read your poem as being about the current state of conservatives not believing & wanting to revoke the recent vote of the people (altho I realize your poem was written months ago) . . . but if a reader were on the "other side" your message could probably conjure up plenty that's applicable for them, too. I love your deep bitterness-sounding sentiments tempered by a harsh futile acceptance of s**t-as-usual (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie