Johnny Rhinem Poet I do not know?

This Irony As You

Living within a matrix society where one percent of it's children gather..
Ninety plus perhaps, of this lands wealth ? Again, the paradox fiery trials
Attached unto a heart their faith; believing as knowing that there are reasons
These seasons and for all things aneath while about the sun ? Be they wise
Words engaging secular skies; mingling amid tomorrow's temporal tides....
The mantra in a baby's tears lynching dreams; hollow, plastered upon your walls ?
How shall we turn then to escape rise above disentangle ourselves from such
Blood soaked hands this, mere man ? Turning daughters unto whores sons
Into bastards while gazing through these tinted highrise windows the establishment
Surely of your shame ? Fanning winds in oppression pinning voodoo dolls to your lapels.

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Christine Phillips August 17, 2013 at 11:24 AM A very deep poem painted with many picture...Hmmn laden with many layers and meanings. "The mantra in a baby's tears lynching dreams" strong line with deep symbolic meaning. Thank you for commenting on my work. You remind of another poet...Rachel Cross

Cindy Lu August 16, 2013 at 8:24 PM This verse is very deeply written. It was fast moving when I read it and alot of vivid imagery from start to finish. At times, it is difficult to grasp all that a fellow writer expresses. I am sure I haven't... I still struggle a little with massive vocabulary, though over the years it is much better. and btw, was no big deal about the mail, I simply said in it, that I had heard some time back through the course of commenting you that you had been ill and I hope that your health is good. Loveya