Horror Show (for D. D.)

The living dead walking around 

mummified, preserved in fixed beliefs.

Frightening to see their faces pale with

anger and crazy ideas, the life sucked out

by bad habits, out of control emotions.

What’s the good news?

They’re easy to ignore, go around.

The embalming process took years of listening

to sit coms, MSM, politicians, the usual suspects.

The further from the truth, the more obvious the

formaldehyde coursing through their veins.

The truth is not always pretty, nevertheless true.

Seeing the tamasha…it’s good to know where we are.

Not knowing, we are in danger of becoming like them.

One bite and we’re affected, infected, lost and buried.

Don’t shoot the messenger.

The hard, the difficult truth is the best vaccine.