even the best cut diamonds

ready to die , to not say the words of appeasement
to not say, to not say surrender
to not wear the apron and serve the masters of terror
with their threat of indiscriminate death.
Mind filled with images of the chaos , scanning the alternatives,
accepting , gasping for the last sweetness of breath with guns aimed at heart and head.

The government patrolled by mean hearted meme lovers
who work out a disney world world scenario to wrap their souls in.
Full belly wisdom with tight security,
giving the brains behind the throne time to bait their hooks with tempting outcomes to lure those most fit for survival at the higher levels, those who can make the blood drained decisons,
Safely plugged in like good toasters.

hate gets creative
jungle fever spreads through the offices where they do the categorizing of the targets
who refuse to be quaint peasants sinking into the surroundings where tourists can safely go and haggle in their markets.
Minds made up like beds in the barracks  you can bounce a quarter off.

There's alternative endings to consider.
There's flashes of memory like lightning hitting the ground 20 metres from your face.
Trying to consider a time before F-16's jetted like devils in a bad dream.
A time , a time when , to beat the heat, the soul could come outside and jump into the stream,
coming out of the eyes that could shame the way the light hits even the best cut diamonds.