Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Kicking the Cage


By: Gus Victoria

Hostage to your ignorance,
We kick the cage
In righteous rage!
Oppressive oligarchy,
We kick the cage
In righteous rage!
Elected leaders
By your vote
Hold you back.
Elected leaders
Fuck you ten times
Before you fight back.
We kick the cage
In righteous rage!
There is blood you drew
By inaction spilt,
Innocence shattered,
Ammo gathered,
Guns gathered
By a diseased mind
A murderous trigger pulled,
We kick the cage
In righteous rage!
On the pile of bones
From children gathered
You demanded as price
To ignore responsibility
You rejoice in death,
You call it a right
You spew hate,
Fuck your ignorance,
Your Reagan too,
The second Amendment
The murder weapon
Of the nation
You fight for
As all your leaders
Fuck your corpse.
Few survivors…
Kick the cage
In righteous rage!

Tuesday, May 27, 2014

A Dream, A Hope...


By : Gus Victoria

There was a sensual air in the library that night,
A shadow drifted into the room unbidden,
Nothing sought it, neither was it unwelcome,
Upon arrival it changed,
Coalescing forms solidified into that dream image
Made more in this delirious state,
A memory or a hope,
He did not know then which or whence,
Drunk in love he played the fool,
In wisdom he was bankrupt,
Spent long ago on the fruitless chase,
A libertine he had become,
One night between a pair of legs,
A new dawn, a new pair,
There was no moral compass
There was no destination,
A journey to nowhere,
Impossible to be lost
Though adrift without anchor,
There was a new world ever beyond the horizon,
A new love,
A new life,
Always tomorrow,
Distorted mirror of yesterday,
False advice from ancient idols
Led astray,
A mistress of desire, she sat upon his chair,

She bid him enter
The noiseless forest of his thoughts
His tomes abandoned,
His studies forgotten,
He perished in ecstasy,
A dream...a hope…
Only Death knew.