They Shall Reap the Scorched Earth

Beep..
beep…
beep…..
………..
each breath
a struggle
a chime rings
another death
life gone
all for ignorance
all for a dance on the dime
all for a laugh in the face
for you know best
even while all around
others do succumb.
Walk bare faced
so all can see
appalling selfishness
desirous of wants
needs
sufficient for self only
never mind those
who we must show care for
if they provide not for me
why should I care
why should I provide for thee?
Hold my hand
praise the lord
for my words are always right
he whispers into my ear
telling me it is okay
to disobey
to ignore
things that are put in place
to protect
to help
to contain
flaunt I shall
all the rules
to keep wicked death at bay
I shall dance
upon empty streets
savoring in your final defeat.
The Devil is the one
they all cry
even as they use the bible to defend
their holy war
against science
against humanity
against anything
that does not allow these weeping
sobbing men
to play the games they have always played
to drown the earth in culpable lies
whilst they pray
upon bended knee
believing
their whispers are heard on high.
In truth
demons below
gorge upon their souls
a feast fit
for the King of all Evil
as they fall
down
down
down
unto the fiery pits of hell
there to burn
for eternal damnation
even as they cry
their piety
their faith
puts them above the seething human masses…..
they forgot
they neglect
the truth that there is…..
Care for one another.
Love one another.
Accept your neighbor as yourself.
Accept the differences that make this world go round.
Or no?
God touches the innocent
not the condemned
so those who spout death
through inaction
will one day have to pay the price
these words
they rail
tearing the fabric
using desperation and lies
allowing death to march through communities unimpeded…..
one
two
three
as far as the eye can see
casket after casket
waiting for the flames
for no longer can the dead be buried
all the land is filled.
And we stand
upon heaped bodies
directing blinded views
yet they stand
still so convicted in their beliefs
they are right
the world is wrong
so they shall play judge jury and executioner
solely with their failure
to wear a mask.
 
©April 24/21
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Hello…..

Hello…..
is it me you are looking for?
Lionel 
is that you?
High
low
searching
wondering
can I?
will I?….. 
find you
looking in the cupboard
one
two
shit
down to the last roll.
I stalk the streets
heeding whispers
listening to rumors
on the hunt
on the look out
for that elusive creature
the one that keeps me clean
oh my
Toilet Paper
when did you become god
when did I need to reserve
just a roll
to ensure
I had what I need
when in need.
(Grandma…..
lesson learned
going forward
toilet paper shall be bought 
on sale 
never ending
so again 
never shall I face this plight)
Oh my
it makes me giggle
it makes me laugh
look at me with disdain
I do not care
last I checked
this ain’t no ass illness…..
respiratory.
Lungs.
Lungs people.
‘Dem t’ings y’all breath through.
(sad
 sad
rhyme
sad
sad
accent
I hear it better than I speak it
smile)
Never
not in a million years
trite as that statement may be
did I ever think
that toilet paper
would become more sought after than gold
that limits would have to be imposed
but:
can you spare a square?
Just one square?
Homage to Lionel….
Homage to Seinfeld….. 
Please do not sue me
Please….. 
Cease and Desist……
much better….. 
cause 0% of 0%…..
well……
it equals 0%…..
unless you do the new math
than it could mean anything. 
©April 10/20
Picture is my own