Skeletal Diadem

The fanfare felt enforced
To deflect from the catacombs that fueled a coronation
An intercontinental legacy of blood was buried
One doesn’t have to be from America to face potential book-burning
Jewels, artifacts, and human beings
Illegally exported
“But we [took/stole] it fair and square!”
Shouted the sycophants’ ghosts
To harbor this uncommon wealth
One didn’t have to be part of the Axis (saying nothing about a lineage from that “house”)
To set up concentration camps decades ago
Carte blanche set to bury the crimson oceans
Beliefs, languages, and jobs
Enforced for these forms of erasure
The so-called Gold Coast made their funds ever stronger
This antiquated cash bought the ancestors of many, including on this soil
Even those in the modernized Baratanac had their rightful qualms
The crowned ancients didn’t look like those who ruled for centuries
The old coins and art-facts speak for themselves (afros and cornrows?)
An apology is only a sliver of what needs to be done
The rest is rightfully owed cash
Despite an unexpected abdication, it’s still a skeletal diadem no matter how adorned the wearer is

601 In Crisis

The magnolias wither by every drop
Throttling the life out of the purest essences
Erasing souls slowly in the city with soul
While seen in Flint before
The environment is larger
The eighty percent are afflicted
Like in other cities and towns (regardless if they get reported)
The situation is at a crossroads
Not just the moniker in this part of the South
Bottles become treasures and lifelines
For something that is a human right
As they drown in carcinogens
Watch the outrage should this happen in Madison
Or other hubs where melanin is lacking in the majority
How many of the aforementioned regions had this happened for this long?
Environmental apartheid strikes again

Said the Reality Show Consultant

The C in C-list might as well stand for canceled

Hardcore New Yorker accents and millions of dollars

Couldn’t salvage one’s reputation like the bars he claimed to do

Yelling, bossing it up, and saltier attitudes than the Atlantic Ocean

Only worked for so long

“Starving dogs are obedient dogs!”

Says the man who acquired handouts from Uncle Sam while lambasting others for being lazy (selective socialism, much?)

Spoken like a tried-and-true slave master

Prayers are raised to heaven for the right person to shove kettles in your face

As he’s forced to converse with them with a side of crow sandwiches

Certain people aren’t allowed to act like you in your show when they’ve been punished for less

Another entry into the hypocrisy portfolio

The only apologies are being late for saying “Bye, Felicia”

Despite only seeing the program in passing (the blood boiled quite often even while ignoring everything)