a still life...

a still life

of despair

of hope

of pain

of future

as it exists

differently

every day

a new promise

of dreams

and rewards

just another meal

steak

and oatmeal

word is

both

now toxic

in the chain

of events

that prospers

and fuels

the world's growth

so far

all the major

public events

early fifties

on

and before

false flags

and lies

apropos

seeing

my day

of arrival

was on

the anniversary

of one

pearl harbor

in retrospect

just another

shameful stair

into the descent

of society's

moral compass

collectively perverted

into the circus

of greed

and world

domination

sanity

and common sense

gone awry

cowboys

and indians

the woes

of genocide

and brutality

of progress

way back

to the Greeks

and Romans

carnage

seasoning

the great philosophies

to shape

the cake

that let's them

all eat

in the gluttony

of waste

and wisemen

women

still sluts

considering

history's tales

in presentation

the big screen

the propaganda

completed

in the distraction

of advertisements

bought

and paid for

blood

sweat

tears

of woe is me

victims

of self denial

ego

in the irony

of it all

painted

in the colors

of our own design

and choosing

sacred

in the memory

of youth

into a demise

unforgiving

mostly all

forgotten

in the reality

as the lies

piled

as stones

to keep critters

from scattering

the bones

into dust

in the discipline

of

a still life