Ode To Justice

Immutable Justice
descends with great patience
even on those with the means
to delay inevitable accountability..

Frustrating as this snail’s pace may be
for those of us who play by the rules
Justice will be served eventually…

With her big sister Karma by her side
to collect stragglers who may sneak by..

For they are a joint force that makes things right
in this oft unjust existence..

So trust the process..

Believe in Justice..

Meet Me On the Baseline

I know you want your team to win
in this contentious
political combat cauldron..

So I always expect
major creative spin
to frame the issues your way..

And blaming the other side..
for everything bad
is standard procedure today
but can we not at least agree
on basic standards
of human decency
that can still unite us?

Can not we
as part of this shared humanity
mutually condemn those cretins
on either side
who violate even the minimum
baseline of morality?

There still has to be a line
of appropriate behavior
that good people never cross..

But if we continue
choosing to value politics
over doing the right thing
then we as a species
are indeed forever lost

Road Less Traveled

I take the high road
cause I can’t take the drama
playing out below..

Sure the path above is lonely
for we stubborn dinosaurs of morality
and maybe extinction
is our ultimate fate
but isn’t death a shared experience
for all we mortal travelers anyway?

So we may as well ride this highway
with a little class and dignity

Stranger Than Fiction

There was a time

when I could post satire

of an over the top nature
and it would be very obvious
I was tweaking the ignorant
bastards of intolerance
who reek of various
illogical prejudices
that cry out to be lampooned..

Not so today in corrupted
social media platforms
where bigots and white supremacists
hold sway with unchecked arrogance
as the toxic bile they spew daily
blurs the line between satirical content
and what passes as serious political commentary

(Sigh)

Know It All Dawgs

Gonna preach what is true
cause I know better than you..

Certainty is my exclusive province..

I reside in a cocoon of arrogance

The trap of the self righteously foolish..

Perception and perspective..

Keep these mutts on a tight leash
lest they break loose from our grip
and bite us in our crass opinions

Fatal Truths

The influencer formerly revered
by we fence sitting cowards
so petrified of confrontation
we self muzzled contentious observations..

But not our pot stirrer hero..

They were fearless in their pursuit
of unvarnished truth
with unabridged opinions
unabashedly shared..

Until that fateful day
our favorite attack dog
looked back our way
and turned their fangs on us..

Yes, we shot the messenger
cause this is what hypocrites do
when confronted with realities
they know is the enemy
to preservation of the lies
we phonies hold dear

The Wailing Wall

Talking to the oblivious wall
as I engage in a deep
very one sided conversation
with the indifferent chipped paint
about the fragility of life
and the tyranny of time..

Crickets chirp merrily
while I spill my tormented soul
which at least serves
as much need vent therapy
in an attempt to get
this anvil existence off my chest

Of course the stationary structure
cares not a bit about my troubles
which mirrors the stone cold apathy
the rest of humanity feels for me
and my pathetic self pity philosophy

Disillusioned Fish

I suffer fools
better than most
cause I’ve been immersed
in this sea of stupidity
for so long
I may as well
be one of the dumb ass fish..

I’ve long ago
given up the foolish dream
of a benevolent net
swooping down
to scoop me away
from this muddied scene
of unrelenting nonsense

The layers of dumbness
in this stagnant pool
is that thick

We prisoners of mass ignorance
gotta adapt to our environment
and take small victories
in daily survival

Island Man

Stepping deep
into yet another
awkward social situation
of my own creation
I fail yet again
upon entrance
to take a moment
and gauge the temperature
of the room..

Maybe my thermometer is broken
or perhaps I lack
the aptitude to read it?

Are my small talk skills
really that deficient?

I so often lack the motivation
to even feign chatting interest..

Maybe I should just accept
the self reality fact
that by now is obvious..

I just don’t give a shit..

Even the feeling to belong
which is a core human trait
has gone missing in me..

I have no use for people anymore..

Please don’t take my exit quest personally..

There is no hate
in my encased heart for anyone..

Just a general sense of apathy..

I sure do miss the lockdowns of COVID
and the state sanctioned social isolation
that shielded we antisocial types
from the viral implications
of people interactions

Gender Gapping

In the battle
of sexual siege warfare
the male gender
of which I am a member
is always out deprived
in attrition battles
by the feminine side
cause they got their sex drive
on a much tighter leash
than we perpetually in heat mutts do

And yet we persist..

Cause we boys can be so competitive..

Even when we know we can’t win
we gotta ride our stubbornness
right off the blue balls cliff..

Losing the battle AND the war