ABUSIVE POWER

Abusive Power

Reflections beam on wide screen stream and cast long shadow upon one’s dreams, this view called news exchanges clean for dirt on face they’ve called obscene…

Attempts that scream of hints descent on issues of abuse, misuses ruse and hides the clues in contempt for red’s ascent!

They fail to see the you in me and know not of our land of free, as judging judge turns into grudge in flirted claims that seem insane of crimes against one skirted…

Issues valid are turn to ballads that pull on strings of heart, as lyrics tune’s just form cocoons and play to women’s part…

Such crimes of times are worth of fines and time in cell block prisons but, use of ruse which gets confused with who’s abused…can’t aid the cause of women.

Yearbook fonts come back to haunt and whirls of wind make claims that flaunt, in bold berates that test thy faith and turn thy words to things absurd…

Untruthful scathing tongues succumb to birthing claims of verdicts, and talking heads of those who’ve said, the judge deserves such hurting.

If claims can maim and frame thy name with snares and fingers pointed, what hope can be for land of free or those who are appointed?…

In land of free, we fail to see that power’s become a drunkard, in laying banes and claims that frame one choice is just to hunker, or call ‘em out in fisted bout, give taste of glove as puncher.

Such crimes of times are worth of fines and time in cell block prisons but, use of ruse which gets confused with who’s abused…can’t aid the cause of women.

Innocence in land of free should have no need of self defense, as innocence in claims of sins should have no need of such pretense…

But guys who hide in Flake’s disguise should recognize that rising tide will leave no place to run nor hide, when ownership’s contrived divide exposes brown on noses.

The bold faced liars who’d shuffled feet committed act’s of planned deceit when truth be told they’ll be exposed as all will know that they must go!…

Empowered drunks that pull such stunts can’t hide from reddish tide, as politics and dirty tricks twill pock mark face from blemishes and leave thy scares of strides from pride absent of story’s glory!

Such crimes of times are worth of fines and time in cell block prisons but, use of ruse which gets confused with who’s abused…can’t aid the cause of women.

In story told of life behold thy acts and words define ye, its story told in love as gold subtract thy weight of earthly, and totaled sum will measure one and account for one as worthy!

In scolds berates and numbered spates, in words from tongue he’ll weigh the sum, in kingdom come his will be done for scaling earthly worthy, and soul’s fair play in full display will measure worth upon the earth and some shall be dismayed…hum?

Michael Chaffee (9-30-18)

Writing with the Veiled…