MAD ENOUGH TO KILL

feeling
mad enough to kill
for what is taken

to move and remove
the male obstructions and their zeal for power

dressed in suits and groomed to perfection

cut their faces open to bleed out the poison
then cry into their eyes to wash away the blindness

when rage chainsaws
through their ribs to have a deep
ponderous look
at their hearts
if hearts are even inside them
instead of little bundles of our money
will rage break down weeping and exhausted?

Government for the people
can no longer exist

we have been divided away
a selection of cattle and pawns

in greedfest and thieves feast and asylum rule as the mouth of law
turns a slow bone
to suck
the last drops of delicious flavor from the barbequed workers
of America

Is this what the founding fathers felt
against England to make

a decision opposed to the learned sanctity of human love
to bear arms
against oppression
and then write it as a law
into their newly fashioned Constitution?

Statesmen whose somewhat shining souls
leered out of the the dim background of slavery which housed them
unwittingly spellbound by ideals of freedom
for all

What future
holds these truths to be self evident?

Jails of poverty for all
jails of steel and concrete for the angry poor
ignorant of the fineries of diplomacy
trapped in the vagaries of street thug ignorance
more useful for the richest plunderers who make whatever laws they choose
the white assassins of the American dream machine

the ones
whose highest courts
give corporations godly power over us all

the men who talk in dark bloody sentences about the sanctity of the rich

and how the poor must pay them

for crumbs