The Cruel Sun

The evil glare of Trump’s cruel sun scorches decency…
he must never be allowed to rise again.
And yet we, as a supposed decent people, have failed again — unimaginably!
The war to dismantle America began without a single shot — and we’re losing.


Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Cruel Sun” by: rob kistner © 2/15/24
 

Vivid

in this waking dream
this nightmare
I see shapes of faces
scabbed unsmiling lips

their void curve
denounce this time

they’re escaping the scald
fleeing the cruel sun
as fate is dancin’
broken in the moonlight

the victimized
yet unseen
blackened and charred
by the agenda
of this abomination
this cruel sun

they bemoan
their soul’s duality

realizing
the divergent reality
through which
their truth
stumbles blind

to move in the world
rough as a rope
taut as every false promise made

frayed as feigned wisdom
leaned in
whispered from behind
obscured by the backhand

I reach
to grab at time
like dropped money

ever more precious

doing so
I feel the shiver
the sad imbalance

it’s a confliction
in the omnisoul
in my soul

so
I’ll practice non-attachment
because I can

knowing
I must
in this time

and observe
the lonely lost
who’ve trapped their truth
in dreams
locked in a wired cage


Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Caged Dreams”
by: rob kistner © 2/15/24

wholly removed
indifferent

but still
pieces of me
of my sorrow
stick to them

to whomever
gets too close

you may have seen me
sobbing

silhouetted against the sky
that coldest night in November
cowering
under the frozen moon

then that moon and I
sought to escape
running down corridors of time

from genuine memory
through illusion
hiding from the devious
cruel sun

the whole world
close enough to touch

yet distant
distracted

past false truth
past illusion
past hypocrisy
past monomaniacal delusion

heaped and layered
thick and deep

oh please
peel back
these poisoned layers

peel them away
to clear the way
for a clean
quivering soul

uncertain
but imbued with
curiosity for possibility

because these stale
cutting thoughts
infect my thoughts
making them too pressing
too heavy to hold

or chew
or swallow
or lug
in this massive bag
of regret

my thoughts
my madness

spawned in the bone-white lies
of morality plays
immorality plays
mortality plays

I will play a dirge
sing a bittersweet song
as we come together
as we join
to peel back
all these noxious layers

these caustic
thought
layers

held fast and firm
by this oppressive
cruel sun

whose faux smile sours
in the brittle moonlight
that rises
through the fog
in these dark nights

a brandished
weaponized smile

his radar eyes
scan the forgotten creases
and clandestine getaways
in our minds

squelching our truth

standing over
he looks down
icy eye’d

he sees my scabbed lips
cracked and dry
“cruel sun gotcha”
he smirks
with lethal contempt

let us all cry out
“no more”

let us rip away
this venom
this lethal virus
this heartless evil
so that a new dawn
a new sun will rise
spread its light
and warm our hearts
with the radiance of rebirth

let enlightenment rain
let love pour down
drown this cruel sun
and rekindle the flame of hope

or perhaps a brave savior
to solve this blight


Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Flame of Hope”
by: rob kistner © 2/15/24

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rob kistner © 2021

Poetry at: dVerse

 

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