dark poems

Jubilation

There’s no unease
Around here about supporting
The worst people and causes,
Just a sense of jubilation at
Perpetuating a cycle of
Fear, anger, abuse, sickness.
Strutting around each day
Hiding their soft underbellies
Under gruff exteriors.
Inside they’re all children
Yearning for love,
Wanting to belong.
It’s hard to dream when
All you’ve known is nightmares.

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Enforcers

Fed up with the system,
Joins some friends,
Protests against
Leviathans swallowing
Human beings whole.

His head
Driven into the ground
By polished boot,
Shielded enforcers of
Boardroom decisions.

One man, such a
Threat to
Deception perpetrated
By carnivorous
Overlords.

Appalling

It’s appalling
That there are so many
Individuals in the richest
Country on Earth who
Couldn’t care less if
A human being is homeless,
A child doesn’t have
Enough to eat,
A person is crushed
By a giant corporation,
Or someone dies due to lack of
Critical health care;
This is not the type of
Thinking that makes
Nations great.

Sham

Holding them hostage,
Preying on their greatest fears,
Providing facile answers
To existential questions,
Threatening terrible punishment
Should they even think about
Straying from under his
Permanent watch.
A con man’s pitch
Delivered by a sociopath,
Separating earnest rubes
With dark sides
From their money
Without them even knowing,
A wink, homily, sham.

Conformity

Prerequisites,
Restrictions,
Expectations,
Conformity.
Be like us,
Embrace our culture,
Don’t deviate from the norm,
Love all the same things,
Swear allegiance,
Adhere to the rules.
Destroy subversives,
Kill free thought,
Denigrate diversity,
Eradicate critical thinking.
A lovely stroll down
The primrose path to fascism.

Chuckles

Another opportunity to
Automatically, insistently,
Force his beliefs on someone else,
Unwilling to entertain that
Not everyone shares his zeal,
Or wants to.
Each person he comes into
Contact with presents
A new chance to force
Another heretic to
Conform, genuflect,
Submit to his way of not
Understanding the world.
He chuckles at how
Devoted and pure he is and
How dirty everyone else is.

Deserve

Let’s make sure
They go to trade school
Instead of college,
After all,
We want to make sure
We stay on top,
Wouldn’t want all
Those people
Threatening our power,
So, let’s do everything we can
To keep them
Where they deserve to be.

Destabilizing

Reversing many years
Of precedent,
Supporting a cruel
Authoritarian ideology,
Lining their cronies’ pockets,
Keeping political allies happy,
They open the floodgates of
Brutality,
Countless people’s lives
Ending violently,
Children murdered,
Destabilizing society for power,
Psychopathic lack of remorse.

Dust

He calls his
Grandson’s passion
A hobby,
Reducing dreams
To dust
In an instant,
Encouraging conformity
To arbitrary rules
Born of fear,
Crushing blooming flowers.