the burn

the burn

A Poem by RuseInex

i looked to the south
and the fires reminded me of yesterday
when they scorched yosemite to black
like a sinister by night attack

i looked up and saw long arrays
of white vapor
crazy trails like threads of spider’s webs
above our heads
silently descending
microscopic particulates of aluminum oxide
perhaps

i looked to the south and felt the heat
the dark amber orange
mixed with dread
devouring pieces of L A
hellacious temps
fiery reds like bowels of rage
of some wild wicked animal
let out of its demonized cage

the houses burned as if pin pointed
with hi tech accuracy
like from a death ray
from the muzzle of a high frequency machine
i heard
i thought and pondered,
invisible radiation shot from tesla’s mind
used instead for the thinning of the populace
for sake of science and future posterity
from the minds of a deep dark shadow state
perhaps

i heard some people say
let california burn
payback for some
wanting to sucede
from the union

i live in the union
i live in california
i don’t want to sucede

haters should put themselves in place
of those who’ve died
in place of those who’ve lost everything
unrighteous judges mean
and spiteful
from their easy chair
they mete out pain

i looked to the north of our great state
and saw more of the same
hell fire’s flames
devastated oregon
and washington
3 years ago i drove through
and now redding

i wondered the cause
as i pondered the pause
before another great storm
hits again and is hurled
against the face of our dying earth

i wondered how long before
and what it will take
before the rest of us wake
and consider the priorities
of our falling human race
where we wage war
against one another
where many attack
to devour men
and women and those
who would rather build to uplift
what we have left of our civilization

i wait in vain for them
to quit
to stop arguing
to start loving the human race
and self

to start giving
to start thinking about
stopping the hating
of others and self

the lessons have always been there
etched in the rocks
engraved upon minds and hearts
with pencil and pen
computer and data bank clouds
but when will they be implemented
in deed
that is love for all people

alot of trees are burning
alot less oxygen
alot less animal habitats
alot of years before the ground is replenished
perhaps

when will selflessness and love
be implemented in deed
from the likes of ghandi,
martin luther king,
robert kennedy and more
from jesus and back to him again
the actions and words ring out loud
and clear
but are clearly ignored
to continue on down the same dead in curves
choosing rather simply to dodge
and continue the same course

i looked to the sky and back to the earth
i looked to the sea and the fires that burn
in greece
with the heat
on the isles of the uk
apocalyptic at every turn haunts of all europe
and saw greater and more awesome dawning of dread

the air is yellowed
it smells like burned straw
there’s an ominous stillness

everyone goes about his and her business
“what’s for dinner mom?”
oh, i don’t know,
just a minute i’ve got social media on the line
oh, did you hear there’s a new movie out
gotta run
i’m meeting ron
for a night of fun”

the ground is black devoid of homes
the asphalt’s burned to melt
all’s that’s left of the cars and trucks
is deformed twisted steel and smut

where are all the people and kids?
whose homes have they gone to and fled?
where’s the money?
where’s the resources to rebuild going to come from instead?
“i don’t know but i’m okay,
got money in the bank
bills are paid
the condo i’m in,
is mine honey”

i know that things will remain and continue as they have
the acceleration of things running amok in nature,
by the control and manipulation of weather
until just before the time when man can no longer endure
to the entrance of a man who calls himself god
the epitime of a psychopath
coming in to settle
the havoc he indirectly creates,
incapable of love
hate in visible form
swearing to end all catastrophe
with only one price to the tag
and that being the will
of souls given over
to worship his ilk

Watch "Everything You're Not Being Told About Cali & Greek Fires with ELANA FREELAND" on YouTube
https://youtu.be/HPA-5w8AcS

Watch "Plans to Burn Up California & Beyond in Execution Phase ~ Wake Up All" on YouTube
https://youtu.be/WwI-EHAInS0

© 2018 RuseInex


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RuseInex
RuseInex

Fresno, CA



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