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Kitchens Are On Fire

There’s a lot of smoke blowing out the backdoors So many kitchens on fire ... trapped aprons trying to get out Smoke detectors are broke, cries for help too long ignored So many choking on forced desire ... sexual peccadillos baked into every chore But nothing is minor anymore Major societal shift ... rumblings shaking the good ol’ doughboys to the core Smoky backroom kitchens on fire ... those masculine hands feeling on the wrong hose Executive boardroom kitchens on fire ... those emperor hands changing into the wrong clothes There’s a lot of smoke billowing out the kitchen window Silent screams for help too long ignored So many kitchens are on fire ... burnt reputations in the oven, with the flames getting higher — Reaching into the highest power places, blackening the rich ash-covered faces Congress basement kitchens on fire ... those sworn hands in the wrong bosom apron dropped on the floor Presidential penthouse kitchens on fire ... those privileged wet hands groping lustily for the wrong padded backdoor The kitchens are on fire, here in America What will it take to put the fires out, to snuff the smoldering hysteria?

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Silent One

Date: 12/8/2017 5:21:00 AM

Great use of a metaphor, how sad it is getting worse and they are getting away with it... i wonder how further it will fall, until it stops.. Powerful words of truth..

Vijay Pandit

Date: 12/7/2017 11:47:00 AM

Your message is well received--we will probably here more before it all settles down.

Patricia Cresswell

Date: 12/7/2017 11:02:00 AM

Strong words used perfectly. Telling it like it is now! Blew me away your perception is so on and using the kitchen as mete fore a place normally thought of as warm nourishing safe.