Sunday, October 18


Race genocide,

Class genocide:

The West does utilize;

Fathered votes,

Cheap quotes:

Congressional spokes;

Round and round it goes –

Humanity explodes

With each daily episode

Maintained by a human face –

Its agenda …

Wipe out the human race.

Genocide by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

Friday, October 16


Pharmaceutical venom ebbs into society
revoking the possibility of sobriety,
but little did theses degenerates deem
– society brings it galenical steam.

Healthcare by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

Monday, October 12


A cop-out;
     allowing one to walk out
     all because they fell out
     of love … or so they claim.

Gets in the way;
     they felt waylaid,
     outright betrayed,
     they choose to walk away
     … instead of talking.

Completely Lacking;
     they're always attacking,
     never understanding,
     bringing strife to their life;
          they cant read each others mind.

Divorce by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

Wednesday, October 7

An American Ally

An American ally;
A leader of war crimes
Liquidating those taken
To his prison unshaken;

Forty-five hundred shaken,
Butchered naked
For the visions
He manipulated.

Stalin, the American ally;
The leader of war crimes
Systematically eradicating
Any who opposed him.

Then, let me ask again,
Who is the criminal then?
The ally, or patriot in disguise
Wrapped in the Military complex shrine?

Either way,
We're all going to die;
One way, fully in your eyes.
The other, in shameful disguise.

Be careful of the American land-mine,
For if you trip, you'll surely die
While they blame it on the other side,
Not their criminal ally.

An American Ally by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

Monday, October 5

Against the Grain

I live within a dejected state
as society preaches streamlined hate –
against my kind, they can't debate
… my views about life.

So instead of agreeing with what I see
they force their hands against my seams,
pulling and tearing at my sleeves
… until they separate.

Next, I'm taken in against my will,
they lock me up with their drug induced thrills;
injecting my mind with their sins
of intolerance against my mind.

Yet, against the grain I remain,
pushing and shoving to escape
societies views of a normal lived life;
its filled with sadistic lullabies.

Against the Grain by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

Sunday, October 4

Writers Block

Having writers block is relentless torment, it devastates your soul.

Writers Block by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

Thursday, October 1

Lustful Society

When I look upon her,
what should I see?

A woman, a lady,
or a two bit sex machine?

You know, just like they teach on prime time TV,
and at the movies on the big screen;
     An object to fill your every sickened vice
     that's deep inside man's repulsive twisted mind.

Someone to bow upon their knees,
to suck and lick as she pleases her king,
just as society teaches us upon the silver screen;
     the fifty shades of filth,
     as they try to soften the obscene.

It is twisted and sick;
moral's filled with wickedness;
     it is godless, hell bent,
     leading to a deadly eternal abyss.

For these ladies are your mother,
your wives, your brides,
your sisters, your daughters,
not your goddamn device
to use and abuse as you see fit.

They are to be loved;
     as a bride,
     as a beautiful wife,
     as a partner for life,
     as a love that is met,
     sitting with you side by side …
          in honor, and held high.

They are to be the apple of your eye;
not something that is eaten once in spite;
spit out and left out to dry
like a piece of trash that Hollywood
so sets the visions in your mind.

It is time to reset,
readjust your compass in life,
and look upon a woman with love,
not wicked sensual lust.

They are your bride, your wife;
a gift to be cherished for the rest of your life:
     not a passing moment in time
     to fill your goddamn sexual appetite,
     regardless of what the industry tells you –
          they lie, women are not for your appetite.

Lustful Society by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse