same changes; different same

murder, mayhem, thievery, villainous heroes, heroic villains....history

native defilement

fist-first negotiations,

location and ancestry

define a life’s worth

 

once-proud cultures,

vulture grub; sun-cooked

subhuman pests,

nests burnt on the ground

 

skin colors change

but blood’s always red

and, though we live different,

we all end the same,

the game’s rules will change

to favor majorities,

minorities fight hard,

fall hard and die hard

 

what of religion?

“thou shalt not kill”

yet, spilled blood flows deep

in the names of your lords

 

you claim you own paradise,

build walls on the borders,

hoarders of freedom;

kingdoms of lies

 

languages change

but truth remains truth,

youth learn from the old ones

to kill, maim, destroy,

the game’s always deadly

home team sets to strike

all people unlike them;

just targets with eyes

 

even insiders

with outsider notions

are treated like b*****d

children of God

 

change or be hated

line up or draw lines

resign to the norm

or be trampled beneath

lifestyles change

but hate remains hateful,

ungrateful victims

of freedom are slain,

be plain to survive

the driven herd’s march,

or start making plans

to be buried and chained

same old changes;
different same

Author's Note

"it's all bullshit folks. and it's bad for you."
George Carlin

Reviews

[MiidniightSoul]

Such a beautiful written pome. I had to read it three times in a row, the flow in this pome is amazing.
" lifestyles change
but hate remains hateful,
ungrateful victims
of freedom are slain,
be plain to survive
the driven herd’s march,
or start making plans
to be buried and chained." That stanza is my favorite. You're an awesome writer. Thanks for sharing.

[J.M]

This is a really incredible poem, searingly honest and poetically graphic. You have real talent. I particularly like the lines 'all people unlike them;
just targets with eyes'.

[Bubo]

Oh my ........this is a fabulous write..........of how this world is and always has been really...........it seems religion is such a general term, because now so many die in its name, yet you are right, our blood is the same colour, and yet we kill, maim and damage........there is no paradise, not anymore.........God has left the building. 100% from me.............gritty, angry, and fantastic.

what of religion?
“thou shalt not kill”
yet, spilled blood flows deep
in the names of your lords

you claim you own paradise,
build walls on the borders,
hoarders of freedom;
kingdoms of lies
languages change
but truth remains truth,
youth learn from the old ones
to kill, maim, destroy,
the game’s always deadly
home team sets to strike
all people unlike them;
just targets with eyes

[Crowley]

Bam!!!! thats all.......