When Those On Whose Hands

When those on whose hands the blood of innocent,
unsuspecting victims of terror, dries and is refreshed
with every incident, with every knife or machete attack
and with every nail- or car-bomb, with every heavy truck
which plows into a crowd - exclusively for the advance and glory
of the world's fastest-goring religion - and then dries again,
to be wet with crocodile tears on camera void of life or fluid;

when those on whose hands the entire responsibility
for all that has been brought into the country
and onto the continent, all the chaos, the chicanery,
the drownings to get here, the illegal trade, the abuse
of laws and regulations, of traditions and principles,
of trust and voters, of citizenship and education,
of security and borders, the criminal violence
and the denial of it, the pitting of the population
against itself to maintain the hold on power,
the denunciations of critics, the character assassination,
the staged and promoted terror using communist thugs,
the courted and shuffled terror using jihadi thugs -

when those on whose hands this blood runs,
those with smooth hands and craggy faces, dead eyes,
speak to the public of "shock and of mourning",
"decisiveness and resolve", of "standing together"
or of "carrying on with determination" - THIS IS WHY
YOU NO LONGER KNOW HOW TO REACT WHEN
THE NEXT ONE HITS, THIS IS WHY YOU ARE LEFT EMPTY
WITH NO WORDS LEFT WHICH BELONG TO YOU.

These vampires have sucked you dry with their vicious,
plotting, self-serving hypocrisy. THEY CAN SPEAK BEFORE A CAMERA,
AND NOT YOU - THEY CAN HAVE A PUBLIC EAR, BUT NOT YOU.
Yet it is YOU WHO HAVE THE SAY, NOT THEY!

Take back your right to be outraged, take back your right
to mourn and to wail, take back your right to react authentically
and to weep genuinely - stop lighting those goddamned candles
and stop wasting your money on teddy bears and bouquets -
WE ARE FULL OF THAT CRAP, THEY WHOSE HANDS ARE RED
ARE USING YOU - CAN YOU NOT EVEN VOMIT PROPERLY?

It is time to whet the axe, it is time to fell the tree of treason.