Does monarchy counter fascism?
Must voting decay to marches?
Torches illuminate faces as
Fire shines on bloody cobblestones;
Feet stomp grapes for wine or
Leather-clad, goose-step on rights.
Does democracy buoy humanity?
Must majority equal coup?
Society’s algorithms strand
Landslide victors on sidelines
As petty tyrants assume
Grandiose bloated forms.
We skate on ice thinner than
Our narrow margin of survival.
Another day, another dollar’s
Profit-seeking missile launched.
Monetized, commodified obsolescence
Mass-produces the walking extinct.
Dreamed safety, imagined security
Feeds on bread and circuses,
Distracting us from crimes committed
Blatantly for all to suffer, to regret.
Does anything counter fascism?
Is it mankind’s default nihilism?
Do we get another chance, or
Is the stolen one our limit?
Zero-sum lets one breathe by
Pushing others under water.
Others’ loss is their gain, they say,
As if ideological cults prevailing
Grants magical thinking a reality
To push facts under, drown them.
Fear, greed, and hate validates
Unjustified extremism with lies.
Petroleum-soaked cotton ball Earth
Ignites as crazies strike matches,
Their joy in destruction, their glee
In others suffering, dying and,
If they too should die, they console
Themselves with a single thought:
If I can’t have it all, no one gets anything.
/ W B Kek, “Got A Harley Yet?”
