![]() Under OathA Poem by Christi Moon![]() Stress Matrix Sonnet![]()
Enslave the world with cryptic words, etched on a stony wall,
brutalizing, bible thumping, biased, sacred fakers; depraving man’s equality, wield power over all. Church and State; obliterating, greedy, conflict-makers.
Pretending we’re not bedding down, slick drilling, oily w****s. Toting guns, we can’t outrun, arms bought without affording; keep sending troops, of youth, to die - reprising holy wars.
shameful Bay parading bearded, amber jumpsuit, hoarding, a righteous inquisition that our sanity ignores; patronize convention’s rule, with wicked water boarding.
In white starched tailored-shirts, kneel down in Sunday morning pews, clutching validation theories, banking on confession; guilt paying for forgiveness; Fox’s Headline evening news, void of true integrity, perpetuate oppression.
© 2011 Christi MoonAuthor's Note
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