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Affliction

-AFFLICTION-
My poverty drove a Ferrari
My monkey rode a horse
Bad luck was hitch-hiking
Overtaken by a Porschè

Slamdunk my face with  dishes in the sink
Screamed so loud at nothing pulling faces in the dark
Walking with a white cane
Talking with The White Man
Unseen, unheard, so I did not have to think
Obscene, blackbird ,singing like a lark
Broken semi quaver
Swimming in the river
Reasoning with know-alls
Confusion is an eight ball

What youre not going tell the man
Is the something you can not say
Plastic horses returning on a rotating carousel
My transgressions stay in rehab
My anger burns in hell
Bland stupidity clings to me
O hear that urgent summons!
Tolling in the valley
Such a sacrificial bell

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Robert Warlov

Date: 10/3/2016 5:49:00 AM

Sounds like a catalogue of things "rehab" would tell you you cannot change. But acceptance and subscription are not the same.

Jannie Breedt
Date: 4/4/2017 10:45:00 PM

Robert" that loves war"I am late in thanking you and just for my impertinence I stole your comment line and slapped it into my other poem Matters of the Heart. Read ut and let me know. A belated thank you

Kai Michael Neumann

Date: 9/10/2016 4:43:00 AM

I like that. Plastic horses on a rotating carousel and transgressions staying in rehab...This is very well written.

Jannie Breedt
Date: 9/10/2016 5:30:00 AM

Thank you Kai, I am an active follower on your poetry now as well

Scott Thirtyseven

Date: 8/31/2016 8:43:00 AM

I love that first line. Fun to read, and pops in your seat for a fast ride. Ending in those lovely last two lines, and their endearing image.

Jannie Breedt
Date: 9/8/2016 1:42:00 AM

Hi Scott. Always look forward to your visit and comments, thank you