The Raging Rabble Reigns
Nothing in a world relishing victimhood
and blame quite has the clout of success
as does excess. Grievances of such deep
inchoate violence birthed in a history of
exploitation and humiliation, a total
deprivation of human agency to an icon
of human cupidity enslaving humans to
the proprietary whims of those considered
superior such that time cannot mollify nor
wholesale surrender to human rights
serve to stave off the existential violence
of the rage of the wronged. Quiver and
quake all you whose ancestors were in
the ascendancy for those who became
their beasts of burden have unleashed
yet again their agony of rage against which
no one is innocent, all held accountable.
It becomes irrelevant that the wronged have
in time themselves become oppressors and
dangers haunting the social order in their
lives of mass dysfunction where the choice
is guns, gangs, drugs, violence, threats and
murder. That they victimize primarily those
among them another irrelevance for they also
threaten all others in their snarling defiance
of law and order. They wield a strange power
that holds though guilty of societal trespass
their community rails against 'criminalizing'
their actions. They hold aloft the ultimate
weapon of shaming critics named racist all
of whom shrink in fear before the power of
the raised fist in its physical and psychological
promise. Politicians, clergy, business leaders
social elite, all bend before their vicious rage
unwilling to decry methods so similar to
those the victims' inherited memory repeats.
Monday, June 8, 2020
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Poetry
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