Everyone Is Acting Normally
We awaken to a surveillance state
being constructed before our very eyes,
our faces and posts and lives
gathered into 'lovely little databases,'
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yet everyone is acting normally.
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We labor under the delusion
that what happens to Them
cannot possibly happen to us,
even as the brownshirts kill American citizens,
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yet everyone is acting normally.
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A new Nero in power, hastening the
decline of the American empire,
is systematically destroying checks
and balances and oversight,
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yet everyone is acting normally.
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The bloated narcissist-in-charge
is the very essence of puffery and fraud,
from the badly applied makeup
to his carefully engineered combover,
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yet everyone is acting normally.
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The atmosphere feels poisoned
and heavy now, overt hatred
is spoken out loud, and fascism
is cloaked in religious robes,
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yet everyone is acting normally.
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Now the bombs have started dropping,
and American lives are being lost,
all in a futile effort to divert our attention
away from The Files,
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yet everyone is acting normally.
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“Whenever a king sees his people
are about to revolt,” Napoleon said,
“he starts a war with another country.”
A blood-soaked distraction, nothing more,
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yet everyone is acting normally.
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None of this is normal.
None of this is ethical.
None of this is moral.
None of this is sane.
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Yet everyone is acting normally.
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My heart breaks with each new
revelation of our nation’s destruction.
I vacillate between outrage and numbness
from moment to moment,
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as even I strive to act normally.
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But I’ll see you at the marches.
You’ll read my cries and warnings
scribbled in obscure journals,
stenciled on parking garage pillars.
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Guerilla truth telling is how I will 'act normally.'
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Despair is not an option. Only
love will save us, only empathy
can guide us through this wilderness.
All tyrants fall, and when these do,
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it's because resistance is how we acted normally.
About the Creator
David Muñoz
I'm a recovering artist in Austin, Texas. Stoic student, mystic, writer, poet, guitarist, father, brother, son, friend. I am an eternal soul living a human experience. Part of that experience is working through my stuff by making art.

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