Waiting around in our lockdown
Keeping busy without a frown
Suddenly what did I see on TV
Something that I thought I’d never see
Surely not they aren’t that dumb
A demonstration in lockdown for fun
They abused everyone but mostly it was the police
And they demanded a quick lockdown release
There was a fire eater there as well
For entertainment they thought was swell
So I wondered why these people decided
COVID 19 was not for them and not provided
Some people only open their mouths for us to be enticed
That they are self centred and can’t be left to their own device
So they are fined for being out whilst not allowed
And beating horses which was so foul
The only saving grace in it all for us
Is that their mates dob them in without a fuss.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Categories:
demonstrations, anxiety, death, life,
Form: Dramatic Verse
quatrain with chain rhyme
The edge of the sunset dissolves
into the horizon. The day's candle
dies, yet fires light the sky once more;
once more, as rioters take patrol.
Dog days rattle with restless resolve -
darkness hinders the search for a handle
on the violence the rest of us abhor.
Some abhor the absence of control.
She hums lullabies to right the wrong.
Lady Liberty's torch still burns dimly
as citizens at home pray for peace.
Peace's torch battles hatred's hammer.
Mundane moments mimic the lady's song
with feral chants for "justice" so grimly
uttered by those paid to disable police,
police who serve despite cruel clamor.
September 21, 2020
dedicated to the memory of Kenneth Parrott
Categories:
demonstrations, 11th grade, birthday, missing,
Form: Quatrain
a fourstitch (quatrain), chain-rhymed
in response to global warming and climate change
Environmental agendas of the left
see such solutions left far behind
in the demonstrations of today.
The political climate is shifting.
“Peaceful” protests have left us bereft.
they are scarcely more than a blind
for annihilation’s holiday.
There are few signs of the smoke lifting.
Violence, fires, murder and theft
are the accepted answer we find
in angry, youthful, political naïveté.
Our moral climate in a fog is drifting.
2020 discovers our nation cleft
by childish fabrications designed
as name-calling, verbal horseplay.
The backwash creates wide rifting.
Eco-friendly debate was never adept
in the chaos of our fiscal disarray -
an appeasement for activists’ protégé,
and more stimulus? mere spendthrifting.
Categories:
demonstrations, 11th grade, fire, hyperbole,
Form: Quatrain
Let us go, hahaa!
Let us resist, hahaa!
Let them go, hahaa!
They must quilt, hahaa!
In the streets of Kisumu, uuwii!
In the corridors of the Capital,uuwii!
In Bungoma and Kisii, Uuwii!
Mombasa in the city, uuwii!
Categories:
demonstrations, abuse, africa, color,
Form: Political Verse