Plowshared Shields

The white faced aldermen
from the new school of Hellas
will shield your children
from strange tribes
of other children
with guns
that shoot knives.
They will make sure
you can sleep
like you're on vacation
with
chains of locked fingers
ringed around your neighbor's
throat.
They promise your freedom
is eternal
and your right to want,
and your right to have,
is immutable.
The dividend of peace
conjures bellicose daydreams
of omniscience.
A ribbon is being stretched
in your name
around a watchful bruin
through the fields
of its estranged satellites.
An old familiar knot
is gordian
and grimly forming.