Roman Collar Man (whoRu)

Bibles and Sacraments
Baptismals and
so many
Stations of The Cross

Roman Collar Man
whoRu
as your words seduce children
as you
hide behind confession
church law
and bankruptcy
to protect your reputation
to protect your assets
to protect your perversions
and your supply
of innocent souls
and young virgins

i smell your evil stench
from behind your defiled crosses
your pedohile sanctuaries
y is the Holy See
so blind

satan so pleased
by token measures
meant2appease
by secret measures
meant2protect
evil in your ranks

Roman Collar Man
who pretends to stand
in His Light
and who lives
above man’s law
above God’s law
in the name
of The Father
of The Sun
and The Holy Spirit

will u ever be cast out
from among the ranks
of the Holy by a Church
that is not as holy
as it Pretends to be

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photo: 1light (January 2020)

living@102fps


steel shiny
rubber rolling
windshield worlds
click, click, click
of my smartphone
driving@102fps

hotel suites
staff know my name
packed lunches dinners
complimentary breakfasts

then suit-up time
buttoned-down or t-shirted
(superman had his cape: ive got my blazer) and jeans
this psychologist’s uniform

preparing to understand
kids yelling punching soiling @102fps
parents struggling denying
enabling offending

another deep deep plunge
back into the infinite flow
of young faces hiding
tortured souls and secrets
finding dna of their pain

“abused”
“neglected”
“in placement”
“rights terminated”
are never just words
bandied about

so many violated kids
i gotta gotta know
102 feet per second
day in
day out
barely keeping up

“depraved”
“heartbreaking”
“tragic”
all those realities apply

lived their prisons
felt their rages
knew their numbness
storms before my calm
lived decades before
lived lives ago
lived PTSD life
always fighting
always dying
rising up again
until no1Left2fight
but me

being part of their journeys
starting their evolutions
of making mountains into
pebbles on their paths
helping them find miracles

when the evals all done
it’s never barely mentioned
each a stranger again

afterwards i
slip off the sport coat
slip into the car
meditate and
send out healing
as i heal@102fps

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photo: untitled windshield landscape (Trout Run, PA)