Halloween walks everyday of our lives. Grim Reaper at my door. Sixty seconds of everyday. Twenty four hours a day seven days a week. When the senators stabbed Caesar. They didn’t commit a crime. They all received a pardon all the people looked away. They didn’t go to jail that day. The didn’t serve any time. Isn’t it something we experience to day? Our elected officials getting away. Lives allowed to rot and decay. With murder as our daily power sway. Their influence over us in every way. Halloween walks everyday. Disaster happens we continue on. Time and money trying to fix the wrong. It isn’t enough to bring things back. To make the pain stop hurting front to back. It takes a toll on our health. Those politicians taking our wealth. We swore an oath to live a life. Obey the law and cause no strife. They live above this profane oath. They promise and pledge and solemnly swear. To give us back our dignity there. It’s a legal oath. One they don’t uphold. Those elected officials are really bold. Taking us for granted. Thinking we are dumb. Thinking we need to have them crush our lives into a crumb. Food for flies to take. Run our lives into a ditch. Damp and wet saliva trips. Never kissing the right one yet. Easily done ignored. Smiling at those who are trapped in their plan. Sweeping all others from the land. With the blessing of those demon men. We swallow what they do. We carry on making it thru. These convoluted lives were taken thru and we are really graciously gallantly screwed. Depression touching young. Sicking through all parts of the body. Can't breath without a iron lung. Poison water. Crime from their hands. Police stomping small dissent of those who raise a hand. Don't ask me any questions. And I tell you no big lie. Were in control. You gave your soul. To those who swore to try. To improve your life. To do those things to take the burden off your chest. I think their having a party there. Because the lions aren’t at rest. Let the games begin. Arenas style gladiators fighting and never win. Not knowing why we against each other. Never stopping to wonder why we feel the need to kill another. Calling names of your sister and brothers. Its a madding fight to survive. It’s a Caesar type of plan.