Opiate Gift – by Titi Brenda

Opiate Gift – a poem by Princess Nefertiti 

*

Craftily to a catnip had we stalked

To the same cabal and their crew

All our votes to the treasured deck

As we gathered for their opiate gift.

*

A few handshakes of rice and bills

We gave out our powers in present

past

And for a dinner at dead men’s

 square

We sundered our future to more of 

them.

*

Where you find each and everyone

Years a bum and now a knight-

Cruising in and out our naked fronts

Draining the pipes that line our 

lands

Into their private, oil wells.

*

A hundred years of wretch and

yawns –

Such is the journey of our giant state

Where the sun has set the plebeian

lords

Against the darkness of their own

hearts.

*

Now  every life measures a blank

 spot

As the aimless wandering of mad

men

What of the promise of the grand

high jump

To a fairer house than living hell?

*

But we fumble and wobble through 

ages gone 

A human herd to the slaughterhouse

All might is with power gone and 

lost

Save this bitter pill alone:

That you never again may jump at

will 

Toward an opiate gift.

 

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