WHERE THERE IS NO VISION: Poems R.M. Engelhardt 2020 Now Available on Amazon

Where There Is No Vision by R.M. Engelhardt

 

“Where there is no vision, the people perish; rather, cast off restraint, become ungovernable, cannot be reined in” ~ Exodus 32:22, 25

WHERE THERE IS NO VISION :
Is the new book of poetic-prose by poet/writer R.M. Engelhardt written over the last several months March ~June of 2020 coming off of his last book of mysticism & poetry “DarkLands”. His new work”Where There Is No Vision” poetically and vividly captures the days & these times of fear, racism, death and the coronavirus quarantine with all the rage, truth, anger, grieving & sadness of a divided, broken & exploited American people betrayed by their own sociopathic President and even by both parties of their own government who did nothing to stop his reign or the death surrounding us themselves. The year 2020 will be remembered as the year a great nation was almost destroyed by a tyrant and his supporters. “Where There Is No Vision” will also be remembered for it’s scathing cry out against a country & administration which refuses to change or even save it’s own people who are on the verge of a near revolution and a recognition of false heroes, values and the destruction of a fraudulent democracy ruled by wealth & race.

Be Warned.

A Reckoning is Coming.

~ R.M. Engelhardt

Violence

VIOLENCE

Violence
& Hate

Are your
True enemies

And
They have no color
No race

Not imaginary
Lines which we
Draw in the sand
Or the walls we
Build

Fear

Works
Hand in hand

With both
Of them

Causing
Chaos

Death
Destruction

The cycle

Neverending

Stopping
Them

Impossible

Hope &
Love

Must be
Injected

Into our
Veins

Like
A drug

~ R.M. Engelhardt

I’m Just A Writer

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I’M JUST A WRITER

One-day.

When all this horror ends. Death ends from this virus. When we have thrown all the walking talking garbage, excrement out of our Whitehouse, the lunatic sociopath and all his corporate friends and buddies. When we as the people who have the true power learn that we cannot trust let alone ever again follow both monied Republicans nor Democrats because of their complete incompetency during this time of mass desolation and we have finally renewed our freedom, re-established our Constitution and our liberty and have put in change/elected intelligent, experienced & actually educated and smart people whose job it will be to repair and heal all of the monsterous actions that Trump and his cabinet have done to our country, world and environment … our people and our nation then maybe one-day when I am very old I will start writing poems about beauty, love, nature and maybe even flowers. But until that day comes I will with all my heart and all my soul write poems that are true and I will fight the powers that be until this vision this hope finally comes true and becomes a reality. So until that day I will not change nor accept the condition of this country or world and neither should you.

Because America my friends is in ruins due to the fault of one single insane individual and we know what must be done whether your conscience chooses to accept it or not. For we have been used, lied to and betrayed. Thousands are now either unemployed or dead. And this is unforgivable.

So will you just watch all this happening from the comfort of your living room? Or are you a real human being who believes that this world should be safe and free for your children and many generations to come?

Me?

I’m just a writer.

But what are you?

~ R.M. Engelhardt

TEMPUS EDAX RERUM~ Time The Devourer

TEMPUS  EDAX RERUM

What was once in this world  just considered impossible or even science fiction has now become a reality. We have lost so many human lives in such a short amount of time and we have seen our leader’s insincere, disturbed &  selfish reactions to it. We have all watched the news and are all now quarantined/forced, let alone reminded every single day of fear, disease and death. Needless to say I’m angry and I will now and until the end of my own days (no matter how long those days may be) will continue to write and as witness create the words that must be said and say what should be said in these times and I encourage all my friends & fellow writers to do the same.

Because if we’re all going to go down?

Then go down swinging.

Stay Safe.

~ R.M. Engelhardt

https://www.youtube.com/user/rmengelhardtpoet

AND YOU WILL REMEMBER

AND YOU WILL
REMEMBER

Once.

There is, was
Nothing

Is, was
Nothing

At all

But the
Dead

Who
In their
Final moments
Their last
Breath were
Surrounded
By panic

And fear

Politics

And despair

Struggling
To live

To survive

Unable

To scream

Where black
Orange &
Yellow
Bodybags
Lined the
Hospital
Hallways

Across nations
Across the world

Where
Photos, media
Flashed
Across giant
Internet screens

Confirming
Loss

And the
Doctors &
Nurses
Essential
Workers

Fought on

Some died

But there
Is, was no
Prayer

No anger

To a missing
God or a
Tyrant, the
Monster of all
Hate, lust  & greed

Envy

And sloth

Who ?

With a
Casual smile upon
His face

Lived on

And we ?

The survivors
The angry
The broken
The hopeless
&  the poor,
The weak
The powerless
The middle-class
And all the old
And all the young
Of the world

Did nothing.

We

Did nothing

We

Did nothing

We

Did nothing

“At All”

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In The Burning Light

IN THE BURNING LIGHT

All animals
All creatures
All beauty

Dead.

How could
God let
This happen?

People asked

And then
God replied

“Men did”

And put
Out the
Fire with
Rain

As he
Opened
A door between
The clouds
Of smoke

Where the
Souls of all the
Creatures

Went

~ R.M. Engelhardt ©

Strange Beasts

 

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STRANGE BEASTS
We no longer
Dwell in forests
The woods or
Hunt, ponder
About nature
Instead
We walk through
Graveyards
On sunny days
Admiring the
Headstones
Of those
Who once did

Or watch
Movies

At the mall

Gather
Our food
At Trader Joe’s

Drink purified
Water from
Plastic containers

And still
Allow morons
To take land
Away from those
Who coexist
With it

Our tribe
Our people
Are unnatural

Unbeautiful

Strange beasts
Who destroy
Everything to
Create garbage

Our own
Funerals

More headstones
That cover the
Earth

With our
Own shit

 

 

~ R.M. Engelhardt 2019©

OF CONVERSATIONS, FRIENDS & ANGELS

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OF CONVERSATIONS
FRIENDS & ANGELS

 
Today

I come to you
In the memory
Of old friends

Conversation

Over lost time
And lost years

That have
Mysteriously
Vanished

In both tragedy
And revelation

Grief
And silence

Detached from
This mere
Mortal coil

To remember them;

They who were
Once here and
They who once loved
And who we all
Once were once
Upon a time long
Ago as well
In a love, a friendship

A moment

Meant with soul
So fiercely

Now
Vauge

Idle
In dreaming

For you see
As we go on
Our minds
Have learned to
Play tricks

Deceptions

In a veil of youth
& passing days

Drunken illusions
And insignificant
Slights now
Forgotten

Replaced by
What was once in our
Hearts our true
Appearance

A realization
That to be human
Is to be flawed

But these things
Are small pins
Needles

Inconsequential

Now forgotten

So in coming years
We shall sit down & remember them
And have a conversation
Like old friends
Should have like
All friends living

Until

Into the light &
The brilliance
Of angels
We go

Onto
To the next
Mortal
Dream

Without remorse

 

 

~ R.M. Engelhardt

03.16.2019

 

Death Is Open For Business

DEATH IS OPEN FOR BUSINESS

First?

I stopped by for Emily
And then for all her friends
Sometimes (over the years)
I still forget all their
Names

Writers, poets
Actors & the commonplace
Of sorts, and the royalty always
Received special discounts
And deals

You see you might know me
I’ve been doing this for awhile
I used to keep scrolls
But now that’s just embarrassing
So I just use my phone
And everybody still
Knows my name
Maybe you’ve seen my
Profile on FB?
All the people
Talking about me

Damn .. I’m really popular

Because
Black is out and
Neon is in
I started the trend
By the way

And all the celebrities
Are just dying to
See me as always

So if you’re a famous
Rockstar please don’t
Message me or text me
I’m quite busy

And I don’t do
Crossroads pacts
Anymore
I only accept straight up cash

With no middle men

And these days
As you may have
Already guessed
I only  mostly deal directly with
Businessman & politicians

So got a problem?
Wanna be the president?
I’m willing to cut you
A deal

Btw? Did I mention
I’m on FB?

I’ve traded in my
Scythe for a credit card
Of souls and I
Make my withdrawals
Daily

So are you next
On my list?

Wouldn’t you like to be?

What?
The Reaper?
Pllllleeeeaaasssse …
I don’t go by that
Old fashioned name
Anymore

It’s been overused
Blue Oyster Cult & their more cowbell
Saw to that

Nope.

Nowadays
I simply call myself
An extraordinary broker
Of souls

(So let’s talk)

Because death
Is open for business

So
Here’s my card
Expect my call
I’ll be waiting
To meet you

Eventually
Everyone does

 

~ R.M. Engelhardt 2017deathinbusiness

The spirit lives as long as someone who lives remembers you

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“The spirit lives as long as someone who lives remembers you”

 

 

An angel goes to her rest,
Never more to suffer.
God brings her soul to Heaven.
Earth buries what she left behind.
Lo, though we cry for her sleep.
Alive, shall she always remain.

 

~ Unknown

 

 

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“Death steals everything except our stories.”

~ Jim Harrison

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RIP