Monster Emerges

Tiny child

tiny fiend

left to play

left to burn.

Did someone give him the matches

or 

did lightening strike when no one was looking?

Angry

aggressive

growing up

dreams of truth

replaced

dreams of misery

gilded in a world of rusted iron

cages erected by naked women

condemned to build their own crypts.

Flagrant exploitation

chained to mores

of 1929

riots in the streets

no longer productive

police state instituted

for the safety of all.

Reality is…..

it is fear.

Fear of what will happen

when society turns

when someone arises

to make things right

or worse?

Melodious

his voice wraps itself around

charismatic

promising

swearing

no more carnage

no more abuses

time has come to move forward.

Evil comes in many forms.

Cloaked in pleasantries

promises

shiny baubles

to turn eyes.

Sleight of hand

watch close for the mirage

see what he wants

not what he is doing.

Blinded by charisma

desperate for hope

easy to believe a charlatan

better then having to make a choice.

Be responsible.

Make a change.

Give up self worth

so one can claim ignorance.

Beware the viper 

within your hand

for when it strikes

there will be mayhem. 

©June 27/19

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