I pledge allegiance
to words to use
as swords
while the shallow
are dancing with
the devil along,
with the shovel given…
grand contradiction –
as ignorance is the flex,
this is not a test…
check the screen
third eye blurry,
no visine
for this… crisis –
pray to Sky Daddy or
Isis…
as these fools ain’t righteous –
on the trail
where the sacrilegious
are known
to pillage
from the minons…
with precision
while they
are preoccupied…
with shaking wobbly bits
in private rooms,
for pennies on
a dollar…
but ignore me
I’m just a poet…
and a scholar,
proof positive?
I got student loans
that won’t leave me
alone –
that said…
leave me a tip,
if you are inclined
to think
I am a gift.
Find me here
at the water’s
raising my fist
and pen
in righteousness
against despots
and cornballs
who objectify women…
no dalliances,
in Tomfoolery
as it is work
to do.
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