Harry Horsman Poet Free verse

Corporate Control

I always feel hungry
yet dare not complain
it may set a precedent,
believing I am the fodder
the factory keeps feeding on my
infinite illusions.
The Radio talkback show tells us,
“No one wants insecurity anymore.”
Yet the conglomerates give no guarantee
no “Job for life”
Only a life! For a job.
Perhaps security is with the power
of the poppy or cocoa leaf?
So far, I’ve been lucky
I’ve found my comfort zone
this side of life.
So! Do not weep for me
for I breathe the fragrance of innocence,
my mind remains only
a fragment of intellect,
my musing will never make poem of the day
when my world one of such simplicity.
Yet I see mankind bemused,
multitudes from all walks of life
programmed as corn in the meadow
swaying to a acrimonious breeze,
before being judged within a
clockwork frame, with hearts
that beat in caustic chests.
Frail bodies embraced with wretched minds
tolerance etched upon stark faces,
their promised land dangled upon
the filament of dreams,
while calculated scenarios
bombard their unswerving ambience.

© Harry J Horsman 2020

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Lindsay Laurie August 14, 2020 at 8:57 PM Hello Harry ... gone are the days of security and gold watch presentations. It's all greed and profit, plus a cauldron of hate, anger, and mistrust to blend for what lies ahead of humanity - thanks again Harry - Lindsay

Jack Horne August 9, 2020 at 4:06 AM such a profound write here, Harry & one that really makes the reader think long after reading. I hope you are staying well

Kim Rodrigues August 5, 2020 at 6:18 PM This should be POTD! This is good! Love these lines: Perhaps security is with the power of the poppy or cocoa leaf? (and) programmed as corn in the meadow swaying to a acrimonious breeze/ It’s all good!

Carolyn Devonshire August 4, 2020 at 10:57 AM Because of the pandemic, some of the "illusions" that brought us comfort have been destroyed. Employers rarely offer any security, Harry. Your line about "no job for life. Only a life for a job" is very powerful and I can certainly relate. This would have made a great POTD. It's one for my faves. Hugs, Carolyn

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl July 31, 2020 at 10:32 PM Free verse is what you excell at harry and this is the proof xx

Phyllis Babcock July 29, 2020 at 8:12 PM So well said and yes technology to me will be our downfall in the future. These corporations do not care about you or me but the bottom dollar. Well expressed. love phyl

Judy Ball July 28, 2020 at 3:25 AM Well said Harry. It is true that we can run but we can no longer hide. Technology has taken care of that. Even just taking a quiet walk someone somewhere can zoom in on you and see what you're doing and where you are. Have you noticed the little cameras everywhere? Great job here Harry. Tell it like it is. God Bless, JB

Richard Lamoureux July 27, 2020 at 7:21 AM Shades of 1984. Well expressed Harry. You never disappoint.

Kai Michael Neumann July 27, 2020 at 3:08 AM This is very deep and poignant. Poetry needs to take over corporate control ...

Demetrios Trifiatis July 27, 2020 at 1:58 AM In your profound poem, my friend, harry, one sees the reflection of life and the life of the modern world! Truly it is difficult to make sense of what is going on and why it is done in that way. You have captured the essence of things within your verses! Excellent writing! Blessings!

Jack Horne July 26, 2020 at 10:27 AM very thoughtful & thought-provoking, Harry

Michael Tor July 26, 2020 at 9:29 AM So well written Harry. This piece deserves a higher accolade than POTD. You have captured the realism of what the Globalist have implemented in our lives. What we do with it will determined where we end up. Thank you for your effort. This one resonates with me and Will be a favorite for me. Thanks again Harry for posting...

Ts Poetry July 26, 2020 at 8:43 AM Good stuff Harry

Anne-Lise Andresen July 26, 2020 at 6:08 AM - No, life has no guarantees ... and who has complete control (?) - Great written, Harry :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Tom Cunningham July 26, 2020 at 12:21 AM The world has changed, we think we're free but we are not, big brother is constantly watching us. George Orwell saw it. Well written Harry. Tom

Sand Blown July 25, 2020 at 11:56 PM ...got to 'calculate' right back for a better world through change....eg. there's too few political parties in the u.s.......stan sand

Jennifer Proxenos July 25, 2020 at 11:55 PM Hi Harry, We are like a cloned world use us if, as and when you please or detach us from life if we are no longer useful to you . An excellent write. Blessings, dear friend, Jennifer.

Reggae Magnet July 25, 2020 at 11:03 PM Truth be told, we are all cogs in a wheel whose pedals pedals are tuned by others, whose direction is not of our choosing. enjoyed the read as social commentary and poetry are joined to the hips, well done.