I read words which dripped blood
from the abattoirs of history;
the applied psychology of fear;
a contemporary rendition.
I sensed the merciless power of power:
Inchoate thoughts shamble and lurch
I understood the sophistry
of justified pain
in the discarded ethics of the inhumane.
In the wailings of a broken mind
I heard the seared soul of humankind –
Formless strings of words
ramble in search of meaning –
Like a spreading stain
coercion bleeds into the statutes
of the state:
no truth is true declared the sane
for thus it was decreed
that untruth is inviolate.