Fearless Reason

Fearless reason in an age of frightened absurdity.

Unbearable Things Inevitably Fall

When the
status quo
is unbearable.

Serving it
becomes an act
of revolution.

Unbearable
things
inevitably fall.

Gravity
gets
its way.

Neither
nations
nor men
escape their
sins.

Though
they bear them
for a day.

Unbearable
things
inevitably fall.

Karma
gets
its way.

When
nations
and men
bear karma
and sin.

Serving them
becomes an act
of revolution.

Unbearable Status Quo

I write
bad poetry
and dream
of revolution.

While
laboring
for an
unbearable
status quo.

That enslaves
master and
servant alike.

A white collar
enforcer of
systematic
injustice.

I seditiously note
unbearable things
inevitably fall.

They locked my body
in a middle class cage
of unforgivable debts.

But my mind is free
to write bad poetry
and dream of revolution.