Elucidating Questions

We all walk this Earth with numbered days

Denying yet enforcing our need to live

I believe it is a mirror to look into

The face of Death

Those who think they are safe, while denying the humanity of others

The one truth that we are all children of this planet

Along with her other creatures

I do not think the Universe wept when forces aligned to remove that stain from this unfortunate mortal coil

I should think the ferryman had a good time with that one

And Hermes’ cry

Violence indeed

To be silenced like you tried to silence others, permanently

These seedy swindlers of language

Coopting words that were born to understand eachother to create disconnect

And discontent

We cheer when Nazis die in this family

We say a prayer to the carrier of souls

Perhaps finally a soul he was waiting for and not another child of bone

Who knows

I do not pretend to know

Violence

Yes, like children being ripped apart

That’s violence

It’s not my fault some people talk themselves into a bullet through their throat

It’s not the children’s fault the adults aim at them

But, imagine, being told you or any other group of people is not human

I’m not about to pull any triggers

Though I’d pull a couple

Maybe the assassin in my heart can do it for me

Murder and assassination

Why is some schmuck’s murder being called an assassination

I’ll bet you more children died today in horrible ways than Nazis

To me that needs to be rectified.

I hope he fell into the river and his soul withered away into nothing

You’d think people who spent their whole lives pissing off the Universe would be more afraid of what death would be like

People who paint targets on minorities should have to fear for their lives

Why is it that you can just go around inciting violence against people with no repercussions?

So much so that they call large gatherings upon which to further dehumanize and call for the harm of people for things they can’t control, like being different

You choose what words you put out into the world

Is it not karmic retribution to have the things you said come back on to you?

We need some gun deaths, for the sake of that precious amendment of yours

That’s what he said, so,

What an honor to become one of the lottery of chosen ones

Just instead of stones it’s precision with tiny metal pieces

This is the one time that the phrase “you get what you put into life” will make me smile