Made
MADE
of sock puppets, dunk tanks and bumper cars.
socks with holes, holes for heads
all wet, stinky in fact
picture the bumper cars
bumping, bruising
each choosing their own way
headed for you and me
out of control
nothing seems to matter
it’s all clatter
“Collateral damage,”
that’s all
no matter
towns burning
blue uniforms stewing
little ones, immovable,
staring
deck of cards, blue and red
thrown sky high
sobering thought…
God is watching
8/19/2020
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2020
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