The Boogeyman is Real
The seal was broken.
Prophets have spoken and
begged. Their pleads emphatic.
No sacks, no ash-covered heads.
The effect less dramatic.
They cried “doom is near!”
We pretend like we can’t hear
They implored; “cease seeking your peril!”
Their warnings ignored.
Behold the bottom of the barrel.
Now, blanketed in complacency
we sleep soundly and revel in
manufactured dreams.
In our apathy we ignore the monster
under our beds and it grows bigger.
We look the other way. We say
“this is how it is.”
It feeds on
our greed,
our ignorance,
our laziness,
and it keeps getting bigger.
One day we will see it.
Not all of it, just a little corner;
a twisted, mechanically scaled tail sticking out
and defiling the sanctuary
of our beloved bedrooms.
It will be the ugliest thing we have ever seen.
We will stare this new awfulness
unable to look away.
In that moment we will know the truth.
We sold our birthrights for a bowl of bullshit
and there are no returns.
(2013)
