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The Enchanter

You are a charmer
An enchanter
A discreet elite spell caster
The sharp edges of your face
Create a beautiful masque
Veiling your void
The silver spoon
Stuck in your mouth at birth
Now covers your left eye
The applause from the audience
Blinds the right
Until right and wrong
Become a lesser man's
Responsibility
An overstuffed plate
Has left you crippled
All vital organs function properly
But your function as a man
Has been reduced to the
Infantile attainment of pleasure
Luxury serves as your warm womb
While a vicious circle of the vacuous elite
Stand by to laud you
Lift you up to where everything
IS so easily gotten that
Soon everything has no value
Especially people
Whom you play like a deck of cards
Discard the ones that don't suit
Your amusement
If their suit be spade or club
May they not dispute you
Should anyone wear out their usefulness
Or cease to entertain you
Your rabble swiftly drags out the guillotine
While your serpentine tongue
Quotes a verse out of context
Until your followers gleefully scream
"Heretic!"

For you are an enchanter
A spell caster
A charmer
You turn folly into pure melodrama
And tragedy into cheap cabaret
Having read one more book than
Your privilege required
You have been mired with a guilt
That leaves you feeling something
More than your daily bottles of wine
Can wash away
So you chose to cast your
Enchanting inward
Until real life became a mirage
Someone elses mess to fix
Not your problem
Now you spend your hours transfixed
To a box of chips and wire
Encoding your spirit with
False alarms to send up flags
And firewalls if your security is
Breached or your charms
Begin to evaporate
You've led your transparent entourage
Out of Eden and into a maze of
Obscure holograms
So vivid and convincing
That anyone bearing a darker hue
Would go unseen at your public events
Their ears so consumed by your smug jokes
Should someone appear insulted by
The symphony of racist innuendos
Thrown around the dinner table
They will be written off as uptight
Your unremarkable remarks
Packaged in spite are
Forcefully forgotten
Who can blame you for being so rotten
Your DNA was designed by a line
Of people who extinguished an entire race
From the continent
Then they called the survivors
Ingrates and immigrants
Who should leave the land
They appropriated
Oh
But I am being inappropriate
Such things are
Impolite dinner conversation
You have made an art out of
Indulging in the seven sins
And call your victims the sinner
Angry because they weren't "The Winner"
How dare anyone speak
When the feast is on
But we are your feast
Unfortunately children are not taught
That most treacherous beasts
Do not have horns
Red eyes
Big fangs
Fierce Grins
That in fact real monsters
Wear expensive slacks
Are clean shaven
Use big words
Have big apartments
And laugh surreptitiously
At their own vicious puns
Told at everyone elses expense
They hold fancy cigars between their teeth
Put out the ashes on
The working man's feet
If anybody cares to complain
You will tell them
"Don't be such a downer
You are encroaching on my freedom"
You will ignore him
If he cries uncle
Tries to plead his cause
Because if he is hungry or unhappy
It must be his own fault

For you are a charmer
Spell caster
A venomous enchanter
You hide the harm you do
Inside mindless banter
Your ancestors spent
Two thousand years
Fine tuning a cunning
Subtle and ruthless
Calculated and sublime
Form of oppression by exclusion
The spell so effective
You have your victims
Blaming themselves
For dwelling in the hell
You have fabricated
Too bad no web of denial
That you have coccooned yourself inside
Can keep away the factions of guilt
That reside in your veins
So drink your elixirs
Take your lavish vacations
Tell your hip anecdotes
Write your convulting dissertations
Paint over history
With your palette of
Excess and hypocrisy
You can lie to yourself and
Your Stepford wife and
Your trust fund posse
But you don't fool me

Lessons in Irony #1

His signature has killed more men
Than every incarcerated murderer combined
Still he stands on a podium with his finger pointed
And screams "Terrorists!"
Without breaking into laughter afterward

Another Gun

There is another gun
More dangerous than the one
That leaves holes in people
Spilling blood from appendages

The cathode gun leaves no entry wound
With tubes of unnatural light
This pistol pickpockets souls
Each fired shot leaves a fuzzy grey hole

Where once there had existed a dream
Ultraviolet bullets fill that hole with
The irreversible deathdreams
Of that monster that pulled the trigger

This gun is a god of deception
An invention born from a Frankenstein
Once fired into eyes the corpse can be led to
Believe even the most illogical things

The corpse can even be convinced
That it is still alive

Let me get this straight...

So every time we want to invade another country to plunder their resources,
We are just going to pretend that Osama Bin Laden is hiding there?

Meye Magic Glazzes

Eye where a pear of
Magic Glazzes

Not 3D X-Ray or Bi Focals

Meye magic glazzes
Cannot sea you
Can sea through you

They make the visible invisible
Make the invisible visible

They make what is separate
Whole and indivisible

Meye magic tragic pear of glazzes
Expose you nude but never naked
With them eye observe
Photos of you before you were you
They reveal all that is ugly in what is beautiful
Revel in all that is beautiful in what is ugly

When eye where them eye am
More blind than blind

Eye wield a pear of of magic goggles
With them eye ogle at what is inside inside

These frames filter blue as red
They sea no thing in all things
When eye put them on my head

Meye spectacles vanish spectacles
Illuminate ruminations
Clarify invasions

With them everything is tinted
Into blueprints
Into footprint
Into hoofprints
Into imprints on emptiness

Meye cryptic optics
Dwindle swindles into obscurity

Untruths become untruths
Truths become truths
Becomes become becomes

Meye fancy magic shades
Cannot be worn
Purchased
Prescribed or
Installed

These glazzes may only be
Instilled Distilled Willed
With the 20/20 vision of humility