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No Time

These shifting poles, I sit and ponder.
As flocks of birds fall from the yonder.
But I have dirty clothes to launder.
I have no time for this.

Some Beetle's killing all the trees.
and something's swatting swaths of bees.
But I have to take care, or my pipes will freeze.
I have no time for this.

So cows eat corn instead of grass.
Some heavy metals in my glass.
I'm in a rush, I'm late for class.
I have no time for this.

On Fossil fuel we so depend.
In 2012 the world will end.
But I have frozen drinks to blend
I have no time for this

These things, they come as no surprise
As we blaze a trail to our own demise
As I sit here writing, I realize.
I have no time for this.



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  1. Date: 2/1/2011 9:13:00 AM

    Wow this is so true Joe...wonderful poem...Jimmy

  1. Date: 1/29/2011 11:14:00 AM

    nice write Joe....thnks for you comments...

  1. Date: 1/27/2011 11:15:00 PM

    I had time to read this entry. I think it's a good one with decent descriptiveness and rhyming.

  1. Date: 1/8/2011 6:43:00 PM

    Scary times, Joe.:( This truly is a masterpiece! We shudder and cringe with the News, but feel helpless and inadequate . They with the power to have made changes, didn't do enough. This is a powerful write, nicely done, Joe! Best to you and yours, Mikki

  1. Date: 1/8/2011 2:59:00 PM

    JOe, this is quite profound. the last line a small masterpiece as it applies to the very final stanza. Yes, it's all we can think as we go day by day with our everyday activities. We are all as flocks of sheep. Luv, Andrea