Sadism personified,
Culture of barbarism,
Fear, cruelty,
Casual violence.
Self-perpetuating system,
Commend bad behavior,
Promote inhumanity,
Celebrate malice.
Respond to everything
With brutality,
Pledge fealty to
Mercilessness.
You say that you act a certain
Way and then do the exact opposite of
What you’ve just asserted.
There are two options that might
Explain this type of behavior:
One is you don’t realize what you’re doing,
The other is you do.
No room for debate,
Mind made up beforehand.
Unrelentingly imposed
Hierarchy – a few on top,
Most on the bottom.
Homogeneity of belief,
Indoctrinated from birth,
Perpetuated by self-interested
Megalomaniacs unwilling to
Consider other perspectives,
Their version of the truth
Absolute, indisputable.
Fabricate the doctrine,
Tighten the yoke around
Subservient subjects,
Keep them in the dark,
The malleable uninformed.
Outraged that their longstanding
Position is being challenged,
They scramble out angrily
From their holes,
Attacking anyone
Who doesn’t fit the profile,
Obnoxiously making everything
Worse for everyone,
Terrified of equality.
She surrounded herself with
All manner of people who
Flattered and inflated her to
Fleeting girth and satiety.
When she became listless and
Shrivelled, she summoned
Another retinue and basked in
Sycophantic adulation.
When it came time to repose,
She stifled the cries with
Copious amounts of self-congratulation,
Elaborate salves of deception.
In his quietest moments he
Understood that it was not
Others who merited his caustic
Contempt or held his fate in
Their unworthy hands. It was
He who had the responsibility
To heal the wounds that had
Found permanent asylum in
The disremembered corners of
His unconsciousness.
Cavalierly excuses himself
When she deferentially
Asks for help for her family.
A rigged game dependent on
Her subservience and
Fear of merciless reprisal.
Surviving day to day
On the fringes of a
Community that scorns her,
Demeans her very existence,
Considers her less than a person.
Spoiled starched gentlemen,
Primped wilting ladies,
An air of contrived civility
Masks a ruthless
Disregard for humanity.
Reposing in fortified edifice
Overlooking tattered hovels,
Broken dreams that never
Took flight.
Counting his earnings
From the sweat of
Indentured
Beings.
Surveying his lands,
Faceless toiling peasantry,
Noble tradition reverberating
In the present.
She never would say why
She dated the men who didn’t
Treat her well. One could surmise
That things hadn’t been at all
Stable.
She never would say why
She dated the other guys, the ones who
Called and behaved irregularly and
Insolently insisted on having their
Freedom.
She never would say why
She did not date the next person.
The one who treated her wonderfully.
One might gather that it wasn’t
For her.
