Word of the Day Challenge #116-Untitled Poem

Yesteryear…..
Time
women were chattel
men could do as they pleased
when they pleased
with whom they pleased.
No one could say…..
No one could deny…..
they were top of the species pile.
Stronger.
Smarter.
Well…..
that one is open to debate.
Bible in one hand
port in the other
expound
virtues of owning flesh
devouring souls
while crooning on their knees.
Everything forgiven
by the man in the sky
ignoring the rest
giving unto these select
the truth
the way
the sickening belief
no wrong can be done
for anointed they were.
Toss away
fragile humans
no longer a pawn
no longer able to be used
garbage heap
noble bearing
shame on you
piece of filth.
Sepia pictures
gracing privileged walls
made real
cronyism blatant display
once thought to have been eradicated
slowly encroaching…..
life
freedoms
truths
slowly eroded…..
©Sept. 23/20
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Snake Oil

Dancing with the devil
razor’s edge
rabid eyes
fires rage
slobbering
desperate desire
promises made
acquiesced 
time to conquer
time to rape
lands
life
animals
lips revel
nattered teeth
bleached
blanked
yanked
garish delight
torture many
for your sickness
sated only 
with death of your enemies
slaughtered by Captain Taint.
Whispers upon the wind
change is coming
death is nigh
not for common man
head down
blown 
beaten
upon golden dais
god like reign
blasphemous
thunder roars
lightening strikes
desperation coils
stench in air
done for
run and hide
time has come
for new tides.
 
©Sept. 14/20
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