A complete lack of empathy.
A wall that has no end,
Too high to climb over,
Obscures the landscape,
Separates people who
Might have been friends,
Prevents understanding,
Love, humanity.
A weak person’s
Pathetic swagger
To hide insecurity.
A damaged person
Inflicting his pain
On everyone else.
A small person
Doing small things
For small reasons.
Whenever someone
Speaks the truth or
Threatens to pull back
The curtain,
Dismiss their thoughts
As folly.
Whenever someone is
Lying in a gutter
Begging for help,
Dismiss it as
The natural
Order of things.
She was so perfect.
Perfect eyes.
Perfect face.
Perfect hair.
Perfect body.
Perfect clothes.
Perfect career.
Perfect family.
Perfect house.
Perfect life.
Perfect everything.
Perfect misery.
With beady eyes,
Strained countenances,
False smiles,
They promise perpetual
Happiness by giving
Up the self, a willful
Transfer of power
From within to without,
Grounded in fear,
Subservience, ignorance,
A denial of fact for
The comfort of
Unwavering certainty.
Do what we say,
Live the right way,
You will be rewarded
Some day, send your
Everything today.
It’s just an entry-level gig
For teenagers looking to make
Money to buy clothes.
It’s not meant to be a
Full-time career or
Support a family.
It’s really just a way to
Get your foot in the door and
Later move up.
It would hurt companies too
Much if they paid more
Than they do.
A long, oppressive
Period of darkness
Ushers in a
New world order.
Social contract between
Corporations and people
Shredded, allowed to
Roam free, relentlessly
Preying on their victims.
No pretense of ethics or
Honesty remaining,
Salivating predation
The norm,
Fleece the herd and
Retire gleefully to
Baronial excess.
Sitting in the dark
Clutching what he sees
As the last vestiges
Of his power and prestige.
Things have changed too much,
They’re just not the same
As when he was growing up,
Burdensome reality.
Everything was better when
Things rightfully went his way,
Not because of who he was,
Just by random chance.
Eternal struggle between
Those who believe the
World is there solely for
Their own benefit
And others who think that
We’re all on this planet
Together, so why not
Try to help one another.
If history is any predictor,
Only one side prevails,
The unteachable nature of
Those who desperately crave
Self-aggrandizement at
The expense of all else
Being too deep-seated and
Aggressive an impulse.
Shining moments of hope
Arrive only to be quashed
By unswayable narcissists.
