bullshit peace

They say it.
Repeat it.
Shout it.
Scream it.
But in practice
Only when it suits them...

An eye for an eye is wrong
Democracy rules
Human rights reigns for all
Freedom is peace
Peace is freedom
Everyone has rights

But not him.

And I don't get it.
Twice in one year.
The capture of the most hated
And justice denied. Again.

And they wonder why there's
"an us and them" dichotomy...

11/02/11

9 months tomorrow
Your last stand
Your worlds own center piece
Every breath taken-
Watched.
Slower
Heavier
Fading
Gone...

Weepers surrounding you.
Heartbroken orphans.
Together
And yet alone.

You've become a character
in stories.
Your voice I don't recall.
But I recall your ever lasting vanity-
Coconut oil and henna.

Truth be told
I'm conflicted.
Who were you?
Because not everything
is what I want to hear.

So I'm going to compromise
And just let you be
Imbedded in memory
A person unknown.

The last person I want to be is you.
Trapped and loveless
Bound by duty
Bound by fear
Mad as all hell
Unsatisfied
I'll take my one chance in this life
With my own choices
Without the shouting
Without the tension
With a stupid smile

Justice failure...

So easy to judge
Standing on the outside
And you don't fit in that shoe
The hell with logic
Stereotype is truth

So easy to say
Says the circle to the square
Similar-
And yet nothing the same.

So easy to blame
With glossy bullshit
And that beautiful face
Pleading innocence
If only looks could kill...

Let me through
Hear that?
My pockets are full of cash
Let my money talk...

Now sir,
Art thou pleading guilty
Or innocent?