commonwealth of subjugation

it all comes ripping down
in a spiral of
discontent.

the bleeding flesh,
the grinding nerves.

so long to this final trial
of common ground,
bound to the
commonality
of angst,
of dire
intention;
moving, pleading with the air
to devour the disease
of our fathers.

so much for the weeping heart,
the sundered soul
screaming for
unity
over
the mass of pleading voices
behind the fabric of
fallacy.

grant the single voice
a shred of decency,
a glimmer of veracity,
a pinprick arbitration.

allow the howling to
tear down the moon
and scar the youth,
divided,
detached,
and reeling from atrocity.

send us your debt
so we may make amends for
the servitude we are granted.

give us the calamity of generations
so we may make retributions
for the blunders of our parentage.

try us
for our skin has become thickened
from the lashings.
blind us so we may not see you
murdering
the decency we once held.
scar us so we may remember you
when you're gone.