Archive for September, 2016

in judgment

September 23, 2016

this blade has seemed as righteous
as its cut has proven razor sharp
rarely taking more or less than just
even where it took the whole of life

wielding it was no easy task
not after the first few long swings
those which drew both blood and breath
in the form of execution

but it was still lighter long ago
when youth and oath gave strength enough
to judge a cause without remorse
and act with full conviction

wisdom was not mine in those days
it belonged to another generation
elders who could still an anxious hand
against recklessness or anger

they were deliberate mentors
acknowledging few absolutes
aware so much remained unknown
despite our diligent search for truth

their words of warning understood
only after self-inflicted wounds
wounds whose scars, invisible to most
move me to my most thoughtful actions

and now, the next to fall awaits
a life, forfeit by its evil deeds
in circumstances so compelling
the mightiest of blows would be too kind

and i can swing away, hard and fair
and i will, right after this next breath
though the weight of souls and lessons past
has slowed what was a quick ambition

behind me, some apprentice sits
no doubt confused by my delay
having held the blade without its burden
felt the strength without its consequence

i wonder what they learn, watching me
if i teach them as well as i was taught
and if so, what they take away
in this moment of conscious hesitation


reality check

September 14, 2016

she was no go
from the get go
though you think she’s with you still

your desire
like a fire
having long consumed your will

and you’re drinking
so you’re thinking
there’s a reason to have hope

cause you want to
cause you need to
cause you lack the skill to cope

but just quit it
just admit it
she’s not interested in you

yes, you’re funny
and have money
but she hates things you do

find another
girl to smother
to possess and call your own

your sweet baby
is no ‘maybe’
she’s long gone, your bird has flown


September 1, 2016

it isn’t your appearance
repulsive though it be
but your disturbing character
the world can’t bear to see

your vitriol, your viciousness
it makes one want to kill
and suicide is preferable
to your pathetic shrill

so empty, sad, and ugly
your presence sparks debates
on whether you’re a mammal
or even hold such traits

but listening, it’s clear
humanity shines through
in all its basest forms
in everything you do

you lie, you cheat, you steal
and torture just for fun
in ways the worst of us
have rarely ever done

this evidence suggests
you likely have a soul
but it’s now so depraved
you’re nothing but a troll

*the clear resemblance to any person you
encounter on a daily basis is purely coincidental