There is the mean, extreme, middle and even “the norm”
And there are always the outliers… those that don’t conform
Webs of survival and clusters and tribes
Man and the woman struggle to survive

Victims on the edge of tears
See them cry, drown in fears
Of the world and its awful ilk

While the State wields its ginormous steel balls
With compassion and “for the people” on the egg shapes writ large
In rainbow colors as the stately member slams
Engorged into the very fundament and foundation
Of a democratic sham
And also into me
And you too.

Do not gasp, do not cry
It’s all for the greater good

The cult of emasculation
Is good for you.

We should all be the same.


Author: Edgardo

Born in Houston, Texas and moved to Raymondvile, Texas in 1969. Family bought a radio station and helped with the family business until it was sold in 1997. Since then started an agency and mostly writes about experiences in Deep South Texas. Writers of the Rio Grande founder, editor and contributing author.


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