Giving the Masters More Money, Blood, Sweat, or Tears (Warrior Poet Mental Yoga 210)

Do you think that the american slaves were ever told by their masters that if they worked harder and helped their masters generate more revenue for themselves, that they (the slaves) would then be set free or at least have their standards of life significantly improved? Sounds good, doesn’t it? But isn’t a man (a corporation or any other institution), capable of having the power to be a slave owner and choosing to do so, almost always irrevocably going to remain a slave owner unless he is overthrown and stripped of his power? Giving a slave owner, a master, more money, blood, sweat, or tears almost always just emboldens the slave owner to double down on his oppression and plundering of others, doesn’t it?

Cribb          2017

The Majority of Power and the Minority of Not; A Sick Cycle of Blame and Reincarnating Crucifixion (WPMY 128)

The majority of power most often trains the minority of not

to become as foul, overbearing, unbalanced, and oppressive

as they themselves happen to be.

Then,

the majority looks back upon their damaged and broken child,

the extrinsic manifestation of their philosophies and behavior,

the Frankenstein that they have brought to life in their own deplorable image,

and they despise the irrefutable evidence reflected so pristinely in a mirror of reaping.

The avoidance of wandering gaze and ignorance impossible,

majority sins must be shed in the undeniable burden they bear.

Upon the minority lamb they fall

in excusing demonization,

to ripen for sacrificial slaughter and bountiful fruiting distraction.

Washed in blood and its pooled reflection,

We slaughter the lamb,

We kill our enemies,

We subjugate our workers,

We destabilize our own children, our own pets, and our own mates.

We even travel to the future to conquer the rebellious robots of our creation.

Our Father who art in heaven,

Hallowed be our delusion.

Our kingdom come,

Our will be done,

In heaven as it is on earth.

Give us this day,

More than our brothers,

More than our need,

And hold us not in account for any of our Debts,

Nor any of our greed,

Forgive us our trespasses,

As we crucify the scapegoat embodiment of our own relentless madness and sin,

And let us not see nor hear nor speak of our own sick and utterly hypocritical behavior,

But deliver us from all awareness and the keeping of our brothers.

Forever and ever,

Amen.

Cribb

2016