20150927 (survivalism as a waste of life)

I first reffed this scratch a conviction 

Find an opinion wherein I'd 

Cleverly discuss an illness

Known today as survivalism

How it so radically destroys 

Real living how it wastes

Actual life worrying about a 

Future filled with indefinable

Grotesqueries the least of which

The zombies who haunt the 

Cable world do they double for

Our projected hatreds fears

In the 'fifties the unnameables

Took the shapes of giant ants

Martians mixed goodies baddies

The days after as if there would

Be such intended or unintentional

Nuclear exchanges today's zombie

Analysts look to our need nervously

To laugh at our fears on the light side

On the dark side to indulge our lust

For sadism to torture maim victims

Free of the onus of political correctness

Who better to bear our heartless

Anger than creatures already dead

Many faceless possibly Black 

Possibly Muslim to absorb 

Modern varieties of cruelty

Invading like immigrants come

Take what we have like looters

Of Katrina's Algiers Point seeking

To escape the hellhole of flood and

Disease tried to cross the Crescent

City Bridge to die of shotgun

Blasts from turkey-shooting raging 

White folks of Algiers an area spared the 

Levee damage the flooding who 

Defended their homes with 

Buckshot as what they had to do 

Whipped on by governor Blanco's

Assurances that shooting to kill

Was the only way to stop the

Chaos of looting I can hear 

Echoes of Hutu nuns on the radio

Urging the slaughter of Tutsi

Cockroaches do you remember

So without even asking 

What these black men wanted

Or bearing to hear their plea for

Mercy they sanctified in their

Righteous whiteness killed six or 

More and have never been prosecuted

The great good that guns do in 

Fulfilling the wishes rotted hearts 

Alone could not accomplish

To this hodge I added the podge

Of first ever hearing the Kieran Kane

Jamie O'Hara song when we're 

Gone long gone sung by Garrison

Keillor and Heather Masse one of 

The last songs on their live-streamed

Prairie Home Companion show

Saturday I can quote the lyrics

But I'll burst into tears again for 

Its plaintive message

   And when we're gone long gone
  

   The only thing that will have mattered

   Is the love that we shared

   And the way that we cared

   When we're gone long gone

I am a pushover for Linda Ronstadt

Emmy Lou Harris Dolly Parton

Garrison Keillor Heather Masse and

The positively bluegrass delivery

Of course it's a love story first

So I thought of Jean then viewed

It in the wider scope of philosophy 

Theology this is unadorned restatement

Of Matthew 25: 31-46 Lord when did I

Visit you in prison the only thing

That will have mattered is the love

That we shared and the way 

That we cared when we're gone 

Long gone

c. J.S. Manista, 2015