- Why Does an Empire End
- trying to grow mightier
- Like the Universe
- it tries to extend
- towards infinity
- Power’s Memory
- is brief
- registering no relief
- for historical thought
- of libating lessons taught
- a Dirge, a Dreadnought
- so Huge with megalomania
- it cannot feed itself
- so it must Bleed itself
- off by war, internal division
- finding no external competition
- for they have been weakened or killed
- but the killing must continue
- it was the means of mining the menu
- I’ve seen Men grow Big, until they were all you could see
- then down, a virus, left them dying, at 99 pounds
- a speck of lead, in the heart or head, made them Dead
- what is redundant, abundant, the stupidity of every Empire
- to grow wider and higher, becoming wealth heavy at the top
- maturing, leaner, meaner, bestial at the bottom, until the base
- out of disappointment, desperation, hunger, begins to chase
- a dissolute top, weakened by their own genetic inner-activity
- each end, meeting at the middle, as the fire burns
- viscera turns, seared sizzling Black upon the griddle
- screams and moans, groan on, listen, hear that
- faint rhythm of, let them eat cake, Nero’s fiddle…R.D.Revilo
Archives
All posts for the day January 4th, 2013
- Attend-Shun, Good Morning Ladies
- Master Sergeant Money is here
- I will give you courage
- I will make you fear
- I will measure your Life’s quality
- your last days, I will decide the quantity
- I will control how much you make, take
- How much you’re given
- the ease or comfort of your Living
- unless you’re as redundant as a rodent
- or dumb as an exchange student
- the test isn’t hard, I am God
- your God, see that monitor on the wall
- we’ve put it into your hands
- this is how you will travel into space
- across the Land, set your ring tone
- get used to it, it’s all you’ll ever own
- look into those small screens
- from there will emanate your ways and means
- turn on your weapons, iPhones, Blackberrys, Androids
- that mush, your mind, now rendered null and void
- silently obey, stay in step, to remain employed
- I am Master Sergeant Money, I am Loving
- I am caring, I run first, but keep you daring
- but if you should fall on my side of neglect
- without me, your Life will be a recurring train wreck
- I am water, you fish must swim in, I freeze, you die
- I boil, you die, I am your only means of support
- want justice, I decide if an attorney
- stands next to you in court
- today you are Ladies, Tomorrow
- I will make you Men, coerce you to sin
- I hate morals, ethics and truth
- the old, drop dead, like a laser
- I aim at your youth’s head
- so even standing, you’re on your knees
- I have an agenda, so I am heartless,
- ruthless to the core
- my drive is to create immense wealth
- cross-hairing pittance upon to the poor
- I will determine into the class you marry
- Like Gunnery Sergeant Gravity
- I am always on Duty
- I always watch, so Ladies
- turn on your weapons, let’s go places,
- Mark-Time-March, do you Love Money
- Sir, yes Sir, is Money sweeter than Honey
- Sir, yes Sir, Ever want to be my Enemy
- Sir, No Sir, to Love Me, is to Obey Me…R.D.Revilo
- All of You Declare Yourself Sane
- Upon you, it is difficult to play any Game
- You are so wise, no hocus pocus
- you can’t rationalize, fiercely focused
- you are impossible to hypnotize
- you miss nothing before your eyes
- you can discriminate subtlety
- using truth to discern reality
- right down to the smallest, itsy-bitsy
- minute, tiniest, iota, to the nth degree
- you can read and comprehend
- that you are educated, self or institutionally
- well let’s inspect your padded room
- your mind’s mental health, concerning wealth
- some bend their will, if they don’t have it
- some, pathologically kill, if they don’t have it
- normal people fight, if they don’t have it
- sadomasochists delight, if they don’t have it
- the religious hallucinate hypocritically, if they don’t have it
- by the way Doctor, your self analysis is, not me
- then tell me how, right now,
- imposed upon us, stay focused
- is history’s Greatest Criminal Caper
- 300 million People, are held Hostage, by a piece of Paper…R.D.Revilo
