a tangled, blood encrusted mane surrounds
a gasping mouth filled with teeth
two intelligent eyes
scan the trail ahead.
His tracks leave the blood of others.
we are already copper
We will be judged as copper
Most go to Hell/
Copper unredeemed.
I come for the murderers, the thieves, the women of the night
Those who reject this world around them and never knew why....
By God or ancestors or Karma or friends and relatives
You will be judged.
There is little fear in this
though to some comfort that our enemies
who see no consequences will
will not be be let them go
say vengeance is Gods.
Or...
We make it safe to do so.
The Marines who are copper
would save a few tears on my part,
on the day you grunts are judged.
Once I said no one would go to hell
during this epoch.
I was trying to make the deaths easier on me
and you
I could never tell if it was true or a bad rational
I can be wrong.
Will be. Must be.
This is how your mystery is unveiled to me.
Though I still think of the Mania when I demanded
Blood of a thieving, king to come who crawled over me
to get there.
I knew I had been used for evil by those I met.
Some.
Coming into my life as actors.
James wanting to join the show.
Or what they thought was a show.
I hoped the spiritual stuff was real.
Or at least could be... what came to me
when I thought about it is hardly scripture to me.
Now. I think of all the people I worked with. People who thought
I was worse than Trump.
A revolutionary cult gone awry.
Taken from these Heritage hands,
passed unchanged from our racist eras.
I was thinking how once I cheered on a side
That did not have my support.
A war with no need
cherry picked out of words or racial harmony.
Even now pointing out NBC is racist
And wondering how a black host could be involved with them
was taken so wrong...
Along with a professor who was right
Of course but I did not take time to explain
what I was referring to.
I certainly would not want to say I know better.
I do not.
I think of this often... I saw his face.
The next morning
to wake up with Trump thinking
I am a hellion and would want to war with others over skin color.
I will not. I will not take any side except justice
when you put a side up against a side.
I will NEVER go along with some group
trading genocide for legislation.
When I think of this I know...
If you meshed enough together we
can concern ninety nine percent winning
is close enough to win win win win win
You want to try a bit more of heaven of earth...
try.
No promises,
No hope is best.
Just do.
Expectations will stop you before you start.
Copper called up.
Thank you warriors of God.
May you present grace and dignity
to our creators eye.
May your Moral Compass be strong
Your righteous anger raging
Not at other humans
At trends we have to end our way,
before they put final nail on the press's coffin.