Drops of Disco

2/11/22

Nonsense.

 

God is not (necessarily) on the side

of whoever wins;

 

that would justify wars,

“white-collar crimes” and insatiable sins.

 

Adventure and exploration are fine

but not the propaganda of draconian lies

or the satanic enterprise

of steal, kill and destroy

to “get what’s mine.”

 

Laisser-aller fed the hog of history,

the ideology used to justify

dispossession and genocide

known as “manifest destiny”—

 

seduction that grows

as it rises up your thigh

to titillate the taboos

of inbred prosperity.

 

Avarice wears many disguises,

and blood diamonds,

well, they come in all sizes.

 

The most savage creatures

wear the high cheek-boned physiognomy

of the red masks they scalped

like the blood-lust of the Ninevites.

 

Those who live for the glamor and spotlight

drink drops of disco

that rages into the night.

 

Forget your westward expansion;

leave a fossil footprint of what’s right.

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Sari
Sari
2 years ago

Love the powerful message in this evocative, tightly packed poem. You have such an exceptional way of discussing salient messages in your poetry while wrapping it in beautiful and lyrical ways. Such a talent you are!

Myriam Delagneau
Myriam Delagneau
2 years ago

So true, I love it

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