i keep writing without making a sound, because i’ve found that silence is like kindness

 to my soul and helps me keep hold of who i told myself i am

and know i shouldn’t give a damn about the judgements and assumptions that are simply functions of insecurity i don’t need to believe in my own ability to scribble my way to prosperity

  and find some clarity –

a place that’s without the vulgarity of society that’s really mining the people’s minds

 behind a visage of popularity that’s this country’s greatest mirage of transparency

it’s like a parody for the one percent – you know – the demagogues just manipulate the

  dialogue  to circumvent what the protesters meant when demanding someone to represent

   the other ninety-nine percent

see – like you – i didn’t consent to rent the american dream or agree live in a democracy that’s become a composite for profit over people –

where, for the right price, yeah – you can be equal –

it’s because the bill of rights is like a needle  for some people to shoot up patriotism like

  a red-blooded high that hides the lie that “we’re past all the black and white”

  but you still here: “but i thought this is what freedom looks like”

despite my best effort to remain altruistic, or at least realistically optimistic –

i’m reminded daily this country elected a parasitic and egotistic mechanism to

 deepen the dogmatisms behind out divisions

so i shouldn’t be surprised watching politicians use television like a prism to deflect reality,

 while rejecting anything they deem a fallacy but write legalities with vanity instead of morality

but i recognize that this paradigm is one we’re all guilty of spending too much time

  whining about than busy finding out what we can do – every day –

so the next generation doesn’t have to live  with this type of daily frustration

because they shouldn’t debate what makes love or just live a “sort of” life because they’re so    busy controlling their life to get more likes – and i just want my nephew to have a chance to

 get lost on a hike and feel what nature is truly like

though at this rate he might not even know that winter is what should bring snow

   and we all know it’s due to indoctrination by corporations that we’re even debating whether the environment is meant to be bent for civilization

and i don’t think justifications can save us  at this point from the ramification of hesitation to   act,

simply because facts have to be attached to a dollar sign for politicians to sign on

  and act on the will of the people while the lobbyist help control the revenue by helping only a few and it’s so fucking obvious that they’re performing because we’re the audience

  and just want us to think less about what’s best for ourselves

so

 maybe writing without a sound isn’t enough – or getting so high that I think I need someone else  to love my self and inevitably get lost in isolation to use self abuse as an excuse to cope

and though my words on a page only mean so much, they can be the rope my hope will hang by

  if I don’t act as the spine through my words’ back – respect my mind as a precious mine to dig from and give from so that I give myself a chance to speak up, speak out, and start living out the revolution I keep writing about

TM Colin Corpe 2018.