“ The Ascendancy ” ~ reaching beyond ~

There is a time,

All has been said

Exceeds the line,

Of hapless dread

Reaching beyond,

Said soul be bled

By they who bond,

To destroy means

Of righting wrongs,

As empowered few

Willfully prolong,

Their financial stew

Of concocted chicanery

That maximize greed,

The while they control

All financial proceeds,

Till we succumb whole

As bankers watch bleed,

We cashless poor souls

Of ignored human needs,

Beg of credit card moles

To restore coins you feel,

Razed as ascendancy spoils!


                                                           ode to bankers & credit-card Tzars


“ Apostasy ” ~ of held beliefs ~




To abandon   

One’s beliefs,

Through old views

That but prolong,

A bogus song

Lacking grounds,

Be not worth holding…


Alas no measure

Of import

Worth support,

Held beliefs

That imposes

Mostly grief…


Thus one need purge

What alters mind,          

To hence urge

Thru spurious ways

We accept blind,

When prior’s trust,

Evinced apostasy just!

                                                                                                ode to a friend

                                                                                       who grasps the nuance