Nothing’s New
Learning something new
Another birthday as you grew
Toddling towards maturation
Along ye way from conception
Clumsy-unsteady limbs
Stumbling on apparent deceptions
Festering-pestering
Developing one’s narrow perception
Joining teams throughout one’s teens
An identity entity crisis
Lost ’mong the mobscene...
Info deemed rare so eagerly shared
Unverified-but who in hell cares
Saliva & the spectacles
Dumb hanging testicles
But a common way
Doth approach yer news...
Such as opinionated
Biased point of views
Optics of the financially shrewd
Truth even second to moods
Twisted & spun
Meant to elude
Sole focused energy
’Bout the discussions
On who’s hot & what’s a fussin’
Who’s right & those pinned
Wrong & left slighted & a blushin’
Common sense’s dead
A few mourners now linger bereft
The rest simply oblivious it’s death...
Provocative memes replace
Well planned paragraphs
Critical thought’s now a tiresome task
Comprehension divided by half
I hide my face behind my hands...
Cerebral echoes-witty tweeting
Self defeating emoji laughs
Uttering idiom
Among the chattering daft
“Education wasted on the ignorant”
An oxymoron lost to the current
Down stream from someone’s lips
Into your vacant dreams
Spilling forth filth
Feeding churning seas of abhorrence
No amount of debate can
Embattle such a wretched torrent
Searched & seized
No knock warrants
Submission then reliance
Those in defiance
Subjects of pain compliance
Pandemic becomes one’s social illness
Ruthless reality with no forgiveness
“Paranoia just may destroy ya...”
This bubble is mine
No one can get in this
“Helter Skelter
Gimme Shelter”
Black & blue
Belt buckle welted
Security condescending
Granted freedoms insulted
Lives sampled
Liberties trampled
Behold your panopticon
It’s mirrored eyes
Calculating our world it intrudes upon
Assimilation on the rise
Average Joe raised on lies
A parody analogy
Decomposition & it’s stink
Decommissioning what one thinks
Obedience to paper men
And law printed ink
Earn a place in rank
The rest just splintered bones
Beneath the tanks
Numbers & power
Blood & banks
Acrid abandon
Desert flowers
All devoured
As we give thanks
Nothing’s new
We just never knew...
My eyes glaze as I gaze
Up at the deepest blue
Drawing in a moment of
Life deep into the lung
An ascending of cognition
Rung over rung
Aware ye heading
Poets do tell
A life of fables for
Other’s future ye sell
Numbers & power
Blood & banks
All devoured
As we give thanks
Splintered bones beneath the tanks...
Nothing’s new...
You’re only centered within
A dimension encompassing you
Reactive to each experience...
Chance, seemingly so new
Per sensory appearance...