Have you ever just felt so drained or exasperated that you were being sucked into an abyss of your own design and the only way to escape was to push the thoughts outward...to expel them...then before you knew it you have written something sometimes ugly but always surprising...that is what this is.
Coopted policy of grandiose defiled
By james a. galgano
With little or no consequence incurred
Forewarned oncoming bombardment deferred.
Little meaningful reply as jets continued to defy.
Implying collusion between opposing forces proceed
What smoking gun is left but that incident decreed
Without any military plan on deaf ears did intent imply.
It was business as usual with grandiose bombast intact.
Carried forth with mother of all explosions with minimal impact.
Though if you read between the lines of coopted media's retort.
Praising supposed about face in disarrayed policies comport.
As if in deferential genuflection to corporate military's creed
Where backroom deals continued forward without a glitch indeed
As if nothing of consequence was communicated needing to be redacted.
Upon endless battlefield of life nothing but collateral damage has been exacted
Caught between the crosshairs of crossfire within surrounding circle impolite.
Compounding the aggregate growth of refugees seeking escape by dead of night
A compilation of short poems written by Nathan E.L. Paynter. The content and meaning of each poem is inspired by many things including personal experiences, music, nature, and many others.