Kompromat
Who is keeping your loved ones safe?
Do we soar on eagle’s wings
or shuffle papers into dusty drawers?
Who is watching your wife good Sir?
Who is keeping your loved ones safe?
We ask only a price worth paying
to make certain the results
of your nightly prayers.
Procreate.
Celebrate.
Pontificate.
Dot the i
Cross the t
Make sure our attorney’s pleased
Give us access
Then some more
I’m sorry Sir,
your wife’s a whore.
Your son? An addict.
Your daughter? Nuts.
We read the diaries
best kept shut.
Not what you hoped?
Not what you prayed?
Isn’t this worth the price you paid?
Do we bury you with the evidence
or let you make the fateful mistake?
We’ve seen the scripts,
the pills you take.
It wouldn’t take much.
You’re starting to break.
We are watching you, Sir.
Who is keeping your loved ones safe?
Procreate.
Manipulate.
Terminate.
We will keep your loved ones safe.
@Damien @Stefan Baciu
Just thought I’d let you know that Monday’s poem went live at mid-day yesterday. Thank you both for supporting me and helping me drive this crazy train forward. Tomorrow’s piece is already scheduled, and it is guaranteed to do good business. 😉
This felt crazy cool, Kerr! Like a dialogue! I, from like first read, I kind of thought it was some sort of thing about the government asking you who will keep your family safe and some sort of thing along that line, but im not certain on that. Still, i like the vibes bro!