Joseph May Poet Rhyme

Blurring the Lines

Living in a bubble where reality is virtual
 Truth is a blur in a fabricated ritual
 TV news bursting with political views
 The rich pay no taxes and the poor pay their dues

 Guns are the toys that manufacture death
 Violence the machine to take away your breath
 The streets are a war zone not fit for walking
 Some are mentally deranged, their AR15's  do the talking

 It's them against us and you against me
 There's no compromise in the political sea
 Gangs in the street, their guns have no pity
 There's no mercy in bullets in the heart of the city

 Hate is a commodity traded on wall street
 The love stock has crashed in agonizing defeat
 The Capitol's been sacked, and some people gloat
 And some senators are selling their soul for a vote

 2-16-2022

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Joe Maverick March 13, 2022 at 4:20 PM Deeply disturbing times you reflect on Joseph I am finding myself waking from nightmares That are more tame that thus pseudo-reality.? Good on ya for speaking it '

Joanna Daniel February 21, 2022 at 6:11 AM Sad, but true, frank and to the point, agreed with you, Joseph:)

Connie Marcum Wong February 20, 2022 at 5:40 AM Sadly things will never change though some people may. It is time to wake up and stop counting on the news to report honestly. Very insightful Joeseph. Blessings xxoo

Anna Marie Kaianah February 19, 2022 at 10:28 PM "Hate is a commodity traded on wall street. The love stock has crashed in agonizing defeat." Sad but very true... Powerful words and very well written Joseph. Stay safe ~Anna

Andrea Dietrich February 19, 2022 at 3:35 PM Many truths here. Profound and well written, Joseph

Silent One February 18, 2022 at 8:50 AM I agree with what Brandy said.. your pain a true picture here...

Brandy Nicole February 17, 2022 at 7:37 PM " Truth is a blur" Yes, it always will be, for those that dwell in darkness. Hopefully many will see the light, before it's too late. Well said, my dear friend. Your thoughts touch me so deeply. My best to you. Hugs, Brandy

Harry Horsman February 17, 2022 at 12:41 AM Oh wow, such as it is, Joseph, We need a messiah, right now, because this sh*t needs sorting, i find so much common sense, within the community, and on here with fine poetry, like this of yours, no doubt this is planned, destroying our history, our culture, keep up the good work my friend, Your poem. A fav for me

Vijay Pandit February 16, 2022 at 2:42 PM Your poem is so true and impactful. Indeed there is dishonesty of intellect. They know it's wrong but still push the false narrative. This can't end well unless voters step forward and effect change.

Paul Callus February 16, 2022 at 11:59 AM Your poem paints a dark-grey picture of a reality which does not auger well for the future, Joseph. Time to go back to the drawing board! ~ Regards // paul