[Newspoetry] The War at Home: Psycho-logic

[DL Emerick]

Heaven's about getting even.

Seldom do I watch trash TV,
except for the breaking newshour,
tragedy is entertaining,
souring laughter makes me tickled.

Yet, now and then, seasons open,
a new fall starts and hope bubbles,
promo ads shout promises again:
in this show you'll find release.

So I watched a premier showing,
of the War at home, well knowing,
the barbed wit was but triteness biased,
false dilemmas of fake conscience.

A family show about a war
that Hobbes once named all against all,
shifting allies, opposed in champs,
where each and all pursue ego.

The calculus, utility,
appoints itself standard, normal,
Morality personified,
humor accounting for a soul.

It's our idea of Saint Peter,
this summation in verdict,
that there is a final judging,
outlasting the ever after.

Vendication suffers no wrong
of others to be left unjudged,
believes itself to have surplus,
a soul to whom some good is owed.

The many believe in merit;
Heaven rewards them forever,
and damns their foes in blazing hell,
while they live on, happy, after.

You're all crazy, I mean to say,
Soul constructs itself by living,
and vanishes upon dying,
this is the only life to live.

The flickering screen film's over,
commodity ads intervene,
better you life by buying this,
while cans echo their laughing stock.