Posts Tagged ‘Drug War’

We/re all dopamine fiends
Squeaky-toy-clean society
Being all that we can be
By any means necessary
Heroin chic
Dead sexy
All hail brain candy
Dismal journey
Scorched paths
Of misery
Tracked by authorities
Entrapped easily
We/ll all pay
For our fantasies
Dead celebrities
Rehabs wealthy
Never mind
Have you loved your T.V. lately?
Growing poverty
Behind door number three
Incarceration recovery
Jailhouse divinity


I knew you were blue
I knew you were down
Before you fell
I knew you
Over the cuckoo’s nest
We once flew
Here to tell you
Again you can to


Back in some lame
Second-rate-state therapy
Drop-out-spoon-fed-social worker
Dime-store psychology
Apathetic antipathy
Vicariously raped
By this voracious machine
Psychologically raped
By community college degrees
There for a check
How about a little
Come back through
Door three in three
& watch
Both their arms bleed
Because who here
Buys the dreams
The television is selling
People are not private profits
Or private property
Un-privatize prisons
There/s a war on drugs
A lot of people are dying
I hear we/re losing
I hear it/s the blind
Leading the blind
In pursuit of dollar SIGNS
Through a disconnected reality
Who we believe
What we dream
Fed intravenously
Via M.T.V.
Rehabilitated dreamers
Supposed to be dreaming
Of coupons redeemed
& register beeps
None dare dream out loud
No questions when nothin/s allowed
No one steps forward
For fear of a scene
Better know thy enemy
They/ll drag you on your knees
Till they smell you bleed
Master Blaster runs
This Barter town


I know what happened
I heard what they did
How you asked for their help
Two weeks before death
How they had no
Hospital beds
Before collecting donations
From your family & friends
After you lay dead


Just tell that bastard doctor
That I am long-gone broken
To galvanize synapses
Readjust me after relapses
Rework my fried circuits
For I twitch
I am sick
Sick of myself
Sick of being sick
Of everyone else
I/m on my knees
Where/s this GOD?
His crack babies are suffering
Crawling on their knees
Fiend-ing patiently
Passing sick time learning
The truths they know
From the lies they learn
Set these illusions on fire
Must let them burn
Don/t know what they/re seeing
Collaborative effort
Silencing expression
Twisted rendition
Convoluting & deforming
The meat plows
Our tax dollars
Pave our streets with junkies
Pharmaceutical cash cows
Competitive markets
Capitalize on the weak|
Poor cannibalize the poor
Prison privatizing
To insane ideals
Prison number
Livestock state seals
How many more must suffer?
They kept pushing
The truth reveals
We are not
What we are
Told we are
Cogs in a machine
Fulfilling unnecessary
Materialistic needs
Breathing-commercials breeding
Individual identities


I often think what you thought
Can’t imagine the pain
As you gathered the rope
From you my thoughts hang


So blast new blood
Through this worn highway of veins
Don/t worry about the stains
Make your own decision
Cease & desist division
Cast off the contrived
Tell someone they/re beautiful
The way they are
The way we all were
Long before being born
Before the heart was torn
Before this bullshit we lovingly adorn
Children that shined like stars
Before the scars
The hocus pocus
B vitamin focus
On the spine breaking
The restless legs shaking
Turn off the television
It can’t light the way
Turn off the television
Revelations start today
& they won’t be televised



I had a dream

More like a nightmare

I was walking down a

Lights-out road let/s

Just say Parkview street

A police car drove by

Knew what would come

Next so I threw the

Fire & waited; the brake

Lights came on &

the car hit reverse

& next thing I knew I

Ran for my life

& I was panting,

Jumping over fences

An abandoned

House came into view

Its broken window made

A nice entrance

I huddled in an

Empty corner while more

Cops arrived on

The scene getting REAL

Close; patrolling; creeping

Through yellow yards

It was a matter

Of time; damn, why the hell

Did I run; flee

The scene; though there was

No scene from which to flee

A felony

So I waded out

Before they found me; tried


They drug me back to

The street; smacked my head off

The hood; chipped teeth

Tombstones buried in

Pink soil; thanks Gunslinger

These guys must think

That they/re king; then my

Friend drives by & parks down

The road & starts

To record with his

Phone camera this now

Turned travesty

They arrest him &

He/s charged with obstructing

Next we/re sitting

In county; cop comes

Up & asks me, “Why did

I run?” I tell

Him, “Cops freak me out

& scare me.” He says, “There/s

No worry if

I/d done no wrong.” I

Smile through my bloodied teeth