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Showing posts with label Greed. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Greed. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 13, 2018

Desolation


Our suffering world, turning in the hands of fools
In the grasp of tyrants, clutching

Our suffering world, cracked, bled and bursting
Its treasures stolen from the earth

The people are crying, wandering among ruins
Blinded by despair, to the future

Consumed by greed, confused and ignorant
The people are murmuring

The prophets are speaking, the seas are swelling
The sun scorches, and the earth burns

Starvation and thirst, come for the people
The voiceless people, agonized

Apathy and scorn, no recourse for the victims
Tongues shrivel in blackened mouths

Our suffering world, for humanity’s achievements
Purchased with pain and misery

Our suffering world, its monuments forgotten
Shrines and memorials crumble in the storm

Reduced to nothing, desperation ensuing, trapped
In a nightmare without waking

Global disasters, depravities reoccurring
Sanctified in law

Monday, October 8, 2018

Indigenous People's Day


Christopher Columbus was a monster. He sailed across the Atlantic in pursuit of his vanity, of wealth and titles. He sailed across the Atlantic four times and back; he became wealthy, he earned titles, though his vanity was never satisfied.

He was born in obscurity, an Italian from Genoa. As a boy he went to sea where he learned the skills and the knowledge that brought him to a captaincy.

In this he was remarkable, and deserving of respect.

He became an adventurer in the service of the monarchs of Spain; Ferdinand and Isabella. He made his first voyage for them in 1492, as I learned by song, when I was a boy, that Columbus Sailed the Ocean Blue.

He set sail on September 6th sighted land in what we now call the Islands of the Bahamas on October 12th. He named the island that he landed on San Salvador, which island this was, is now lost to memory.

He expected to be in Asia, but to his surprise, and to the surprise of everyone back in the Spanish and European courts, there were other continents and other oceans they had yet to traverse in order to get to India.

They still wanted a westward route to India, but they were more than happy to find what they did.

Columbus opened up these new continents and all of their peoples, to the incessant appetites and cruelties of the Europeans, their hunger for gold, and land and war.

Columbus never sailed past the Islands of the Caribbean. He never set foot in what came to be known as the America’s, and his life was not without controversy.

He became wealthy and he earned titles, but he was also arrested, jailed and relieved of his governance, before eventually being released and to a lesser degree redeemed.

Though wealth and titles came to him his vanity was never satisfied.

His heirs did not inherit the titles he had earned, he never entered the true nobility. He died at the age of fifty four, a sailor from Genoa, Admiral of the Ocean Seas.

His coming to the West, was the beginning of the end for countless peoples. Tribes whose names history did not record, peaceful people, who were captured and enslaved, and worked to death which began under the tyranny of Spanish rule.

Columbus was a harbinger of death.

Given 1st - 2018.10.08

Tuesday, October 17, 2017

Pain and Toil (Haiku Series)

My world is in pain
There is war, both visible
And invisible

Murder and torture
Ubiquitous indifference
Killing for profits

Sheep to the slaughter
Machinations of power
There is no honor in it

Let the people go
The many, dying for bread
Thirst for clean water

They are innocent
Toiling for their families
Victims killed by greed

Ground away by war
For bananas and coffee
Their tears soak the fields

The people suffer
We are washed in blood, and shame
We greedy humans

We cannot escape
We are walking appetites
Persisting in crimes

Dreams manifesting
Destinies and cruelties
Purchased on credit
  
Civilization
Our progeny, hungry ghosts
Wailing at the moon

Tragedies and coin
Guarantees of ignorance
The collected host

Feed the soil with bile
Water it with suffering

The future, condemned

Monday, September 4, 2017

Labor Day

It is Labor Day, a national holiday, a day to celebrate the American worker, the ordinary citizen.
This day is meant to honor laborers, it is a day to honor work, it should be a day of rest, repose, respite.
I am not working, and that is unusual.
Perhaps one or two Labor Days have passed in the last ten years, on which I have enjoyed the day off. I cannot recall when, or what I did.
I spent most of my life working in the hospitality sector. There are many restaurants that close, and give their staff the day off There are many who see this as an opportunity to “make hay,” as they say, never mind the lives of the staff whose labor the business depends upon.
Forget about them, squeeze a little more profit out of a day.
The last restaurant I worked in, they were open on Labor Day, they are open today. It will see ten maybe twelve thousand dollars in revenue, double the haul for an ordinary Monday. It is busy, all hands on deck, there will be forty staff members toiling away.
Like most restaurants, that establishment sees ten percent profit or less on average, and the owners do not flinch at the prospect of ruining the holiday for forty people, to put a mere thousand dollars in the bank.
It is Labor Day in America, and many people are working. Though, it is virtually guaranteed that the bankers, the office managers, and the whole white collar world have taken this day for themselves, and paid themselves for it as well.
Well paid, well rested managers, and owners…I guess the world needs more of those, and someone needs to be on task to pour their coffee, to serve their brunch, and fuel their frolicking holiday.
Happy Labor Day, you laborers!
Unite!
2017.09.04

Given 1st - 2016.09.05