Pouring the Whine

Back in the day
when happy go lucky me
still rolled in a spiritual way
I faithfully subscribed
to the pious bromide
to hate the sin
but love the sinner

Clinging to the ancient cliche
that the power of forgiveness
would lead to redemption eventually

God was I naive

I was that dupe ravaged continually
by those who steamrolled
over my praying carcass
with brazen impunity

And thus I now live cynically

A bitter old man
existing is this Age of Suspicion

My tattered soul
bubble wrapped in skepticism

Always moving cautiously
through my mind field of trust issues

I do take a twisted degree of solace
(tinged with spasms of sadness)
that I finally get to ride
with the grievance majority side
I formerly used to deride
back in my former innocence

Now I am one of those twisted creatures
forever shaking our fists at the clouds
destined to rain down disappointment
on our unfulfilled lives

For cynicism is indeed
a self fulfilling prophecy

Clinging to Inevitability

Masters of Alternate Reality
are currently holding sway
with their relentless hyperbole
flooding the airwaves
with a seemingly endless stream
of toxic grievance..

Locked away
in the Vault of Ignorance
the Truth patiently sits
secure in the knowledge
that it will be set free someday..

The greedy Legions of Darkness
always overreach..

Overextending
their base outrageousness..

And when they do
the light begins to seep through..

Once the cleansing process commences
the lying bastards
who once seemed indestructible
are finished..

They know it too..

For in the oft repeated tug of war
between these ancient foes
human history shows
the good guys prevail eventually..

Though definitely not today..

Cloak of Doubt

So secret was the secret
no one in the know
knew what was true..

It was all too max classified
for even high ranking insiders to analyze..

Locked away in perpetuity
the invisible key
was too invisible to see..

This caused a major drain
on what once was
a mystery of much urgency
that has diminished over the years

Cause when people live without
for a sustained period of time
they eventually begin to doubt
the need for what no one has ever seen
or even believe they require any more..

In fact skeptics now question
the ever was existence
of the eternal mystery
lost in the dusty archives
of maybe not history

OK to be OK

Hello again Depression..

My persistent life long companion..

I’m all out of pharma medications
to glaze over your bitterness
about my life
of unfulfilled expectations..

So maybe it’s time
I summon the personal courage
to finally face you down..

Cause I’m so sick and tired
of crushing introspection
and all the attached angst..

These self inflicted complications
clouding every perception
that need not be murky
if only we can embrace acceptance
that every self generated imperfection
is in fact
a validation of our flawed humanity..

Once this internal fix is accomplished
these mood pills
on which I have been so dependent
can be happily flushed away
down the drain of self improvement

Special Offer

We foggy people
forever searching for clarity..

Desperate seekers
of shared communal values
can never seem to agree these days
on the most current version of truth
being peddled on all web outlets
like a late night infomercial
crafted to convince us eager consumers
that contrived reality
is not only possible
but preferable
to hard to digest facts
that can cause thought nausea

Changing Up

Time to reboot philosophies..

Refresh world views..

Access the fountain of knowledge
that sits at our fingertips..

Absorb these truths we never knew..

Drain off tired assumptions
that have not been challenged in years..

While we’re at it
let’s lower anger levels..

Face down those irrational fears
that block fresh ideas
causing us to be
non receptive
moldy
crusty
reactionaries