Poetry
The Devil Wears a Long Red Tie
Simple as a snap
Even the soil whispers
Something has been born
Should we shiver?
Should we strive?
Should we look upon it with scorn?
Something has been born
The Devil Wears a Long Red Tie
Blink once
Blink again
Pick a truth
Any truth
He tells our youth
With perilous eyes
The Devil Wears a Long Red Tie
He’ll stuff a rag in your mouth
Then he’ll pull it out
Try to tell you that it tastes like wine
I find that it tastes like doubt
My Friend
Trust me
It’s that Poison Vine
That only a sick-hearted man cannot live without
The Devil Wears a Long Red Tie
Not just petulant words
A Barbed wire fence
To herd the masses
Quick to disclaim any pretense
He shoots the messenger
In self-defense
An enemy of truth
And common sense
The Devil Wears a Long Red Tie
Fear hate
Torn apart
Shooting arrows in the dark
Madmen killing a world of art
That doesn’t yet exist
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Killing off our choices
Reprimanding harmonious voices
And all who take the freedom to dissent
There will be no opportunity to repent
Midnight is near
He has the codes
He could destroy all that we’ve ever known
We cannot turn a blind eye
The Devil Wears a Long Red Tie
In fact
He need not be at all
Unless it is to harm
Unless it is to bring about the fall
That he always wished for inside
Self-hatred disguised
As grinning blackness
Without conscience at all
The Devil Wears a Long Red Tie
He need not be seen as supernatural
Although this is what he wants
In his warped mind
He deems himself
A messenger of some god
A title his ego flaunts
But left in a puddle
He will be
Burning scraps of dust and teeth
Of the world we know and love
That he
Destroyed in a tantrum
Like a blustering child
One day
It would seem
The Devil Wears a Long Red Tie
I cannot for a moment
Overlook
The shaking bones
And trembling eyes
I feel their weight every day
Because you live to take
Their rights away
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You hear only the sound
Of your own pride
You love to celebrate women enslaved
It’s something a vengeful heart might crave
The Devil Wears a Long Red Tie
And still I can only pity you
The personification of pain
Has someone hurt you
And you want to hurt them?
Oh! What a shame!
Who hurt you Little devil?
Do you need to cry?
Come here on my Shoulder
It’s No good to deny
We could weep together
All of us
You and I
A woman with no choice
A veteran with no help
A symphony with no sound
A book with no shelf
This is your perfect world?
The one you seek to build?
Children
Under threat
A society
Overwhelmed?
I must tell you
You are not well
The Devil Wears a Long Red Tie
It only took a moment
For us to look
Away
Our oceans cry
The Devil Wears a Long Red Tie
And all of this by slight of hand
You’d barely know IT IS
A twisted smile upon a clown
Who lives for beating others down
The Devil Wears a Long Red Tie
Life is not a commodity to be traded
We are not your children
Of dependency
We are not here to be teased and taunted
We are ready to disintegrate
Your arrogant breeze
Before the world you have haunted
Vanishes
Before our very eyes
70,000 times
As a result of your wicked tendencies
The Devil Wears a Long Red Tie
Now
I do not believe in devils
Except the ones that live in the hearts of men
Though I am free enough to doubt
For now
We must Stand
It is merely an idea
After all
Why would such a silly thing even catch an ear
Unless our own fear
Has become
The Material
With which we have built the very thing we so despise
Why can’t you say it out loud
Why can’t you see the terror in his eyes
The Devil Wears a Long Red Tie
We fashioned him from shrouds of ebony
We constructed him
From the fabric of our minds
Our history loud
Unable to quiet the cacophony of
This anger-driven cloud
The Devil Wears a Long Red Tie
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If you look you will find
His anger grows
Each time
His ignorance
Is shown
And just like us he is skin and bone
The Devil Wears a Long Red Tie
He lives to shame
Those who cannot fight back at all
This is his favorite game
The Devil Wears a Long Red Tie
The sky is scorched in agony
Your suffering to him is bliss
His greatest achievement Ever
To convince us
He does not exist
The Devil Wears a Long Red Tie
A power hungry charlatan
Bereaved Lost
And bored with it
You have no scale for wrong and right
But I will never fear the Night
I will hold my silver sword to you
I will fight for love and truth
You cannot begin to metabolize
The strength of the women
With whom
I rise
Their Heads were shaven
Treated as contraband
They have traversed oceans
With newborns in hand
Endured horrors
That would stun and blind
And now they feel they will again
The Devil Wears a Long Red Tie
But love can still rise from places within
You can sink if you want
But you can also swim
In the eternity
Of hope
He could never understand
What is a tyrant
But a worthless man
The Devil Wears a Long Red Tie
I will strut and sing from this broken cloud
I will stretch my tired wings out now
From the highest treetop
Radiant and proud
My song never silenced
My light never dimmed
Not even a little bit
By the weight of tyranny and incompetence
Though I still wonder
What will happen now
The Devil Wears a Long Red Tie
If only your stubborn foolish head
Could listen for just ONE moment instead
Listen to the voices of history
You cannot achieve greatness
By acting precipitously!
You endanger all you claim
To cherish and save
The founders are laughing
From an oil-soaked grave
You know not
The Price we will pay
For generations to come
If by chance
We survive that long
The Devil Wears a Long Red Tie…
Where Would You Go?
And the rainbow carried whispers
To deaf ears soaked in wicked dreams
Like shadows waiting blindly
To discover they’re unseen
And in time what will remain
In a trickle of this rain
Distilling itself
Beneath a bed of Earth somewhere
We may yet be
Food for the roses to rise again
Should we seek to be humble
To question as we pretend
That we are standing on ground that is firm
For when time turns this and that to dust
The emerald shine of this fleeting curtain
Will disperse
To become once again
That
Which is
The
Pearlescent fabric of infant stars
In my dreams and days
Both still and not
Glorious shadows flaunt
Their wild wings above me
Like thoughts set free by a stinging rain
Slower than honey-soaked caterpillars
Making their way across the smooth river stones
While Sprawling loud sharp feathered intentions
Weathered by the pushing back against
Transform at the banks
Near the Serrated outer edges of this town
Spinning within my center
To still the sound
Like a blade with no resistance
Churning heavy soil in the garden of light
Where the music occupies the distance
Where violence is starved
Unable to propagate
Where love may propel us
Toward illusions of elation
Faster than colliding stars from billions of years of
Rippling together
Into the Ever of the night
A signal I hold in mind
Anew
With Heated words
Singed in flame
Catastrophic
Caught in names
Let us go
Let us go
Let us go
Where you know you will fall
But you cannot fall alone
Because where would you go
Where would you go?
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