Pensions in 2011

Pensions in 2011

I have no heroes, only a request

For each human to own his choice

Police, Wal-Mart clerk, fire, mason, gym teacher, lawyer, mayor, seamstress

These paths of folly-gratitude

So generous with someone else’s money

These unionized governmental fraternities of secure living

Jealousy, hypocrisy, ideology of the religious psychology

Death on the line, pay me for my time

Chosen and betrothal to Kevlar and a siren

Wailing a man into a burning building

Paid back for life in the toil of the remainder

Dying for the unspoken contracts by proxy, ipso facto

Excommunication of my decency for prospering criticism

At the systems, not the people, who educate our children, safeguard our streets

Legislate our laws, equating their roles as equal with the retail Quasimodo’s

No one is owed a God damn thing, save or don’t, Wage for hour and finito

Quit taking my bread to float your boat to retire twenty-five years before the average man

Yanking at the tree limbs of multiple systems, shaking the fruits to gorge at the troth

Corporate golden parachute airmen ballooning off like the Wizard of Oz to a Valhalla Kansas, Two ends of the spectrum.

All these middle munchkins left back here in Winkie hell, scratching out fleas

Funding the helium in your air bags and sealing the holes in your Titanic

With our maws like open-mouth taxed fellatio

I have no heroes. I was not privy to the deal you assume to have signed up for

Drowning in debt for Lockheed Martin missiles, Chevron tanks, interest payments to China, and swollen head banks, ballooning, ballooning off the high rises

Still standing on these Jenga twin-towers of donkey’s and elephants defecating

Stairwells of rectum refuse too fetid to climb, too aromatically enticing by partisan olfactory inhalations, (Work until you die. Never need healthcare. Perish in the rubble.)

Debt like a bacterium spreading in the squished thatch straw mud-hut high-rise we call a state house, nobody smells the second-step loogie-hock logic, just the aftermath

And how did this pass? 

Maggots spawning into wasps, stingers pierce the balloon and we have all lost.