Unholy hypocrites

Corporate vassalage
pay you
in vitriol,
keep you confused
make your knees
bend
to despots
who cannot speak
or enunciate –
felonious not
victorious…
brother against brother
sisterhood is smothered –
soon they will
ostracize me and my ilk
who have been
predisposed
to consume wisdom
from books
not just those
that hypocrites
proclaim to
be holy –
honoring my Ancestors
ain’t witchcraft
fuck that hullabaloo
in my role
as Griot
I was deputized
to find the
others
in a storm
sometimes powered
by melancholy
and the folly
of feebleminded
infused with
microaggressions
that hide
behind lying eyes
and rigid smiles –
these goldfish
with short memories
swim
in waters
too scared
to do battle with
the sharks,
protests that
are as loud
as barks coming
from a
Chihuahua.
My people perish
from a lack of wisdom
and curious disposition
to following dodo’s
instead of their scribes
and poets.