You

You stand in the center of yourself,
You hold the hands of life and death that murder links together,
You program the holocaust digits into the computers amputated mind,
Reflecting you, at the right angles, your face is on every screen,

You sink the razor blade into the bone after the blood vessels are liberated,
You open truth and ancient wisdom in crematoriums,
You choke the love cupped in YOUR hands,
You, the bullet exits, fired from the rifle shouldered by you,

You push the kill button on the steering wheel of anger and destruction,
You forge the shackles that you cut your feet off to escape from,
You massacre the blood craved mosquitoes bodied in human flesh,
You swing the hammer nailing Christ to the crucifix,

Machine-guns expressed as starving dogs, when the raw meat is you,
You conceived this world, sold it, wrote the deed on the skinned flesh of newborns,
You cut like an enemy’s silent sleeping throat, reforested tombstones.
You blacklist viruses and disease, but spread yourself over the land with your infectious will,

You abduct your children for disfavors and abandon them in the garbage heaps of your waste and your war,
You bury the last rites of earth in broken ground where worms tunnel the veins of life,
You, who shouldn’t allow anyone to claim you, punch the clock daily,
You fast forward the advancing doom, the dark delirium, the triggered distant end taking an early sneeze,

You sit and wait for the electric chair’s completion of timed measurement,
You pencil in the verdict of injustice with your jealous need for justice,
You wrote the biblical tabloid for the coffee table in afterlife’s waiting room,

The door opens and instead of a white angel’d nurse, you find a dirt wall,
You cast your vote of approval with the participation in what you hate,
You walk away fighting nothing in a very violent manner,

You can make it happen, anything and everything,
You are the word, the entrance word, the beginning word,
In the beginning there was the word…..