Sipping your java from various franchises
do you realize who you represent when consuming
I wonder if they brew it from the lotus symbolizes
don't let their demon of desire swallow you looming
costly and stout I only travel there in that pinch
but do prefer to dunk with a smooth and mellow flavor
selecting to transport it from home it's a cinch
one day I will I lose that addiction savor
mermaid-en shady but has her reasoning to commit
acts upon her own discretion to those unworthy
watch yourself as you drink of the blood where she bit
stay away from the scissors where hair falls unearthly
but heed to the warnings of the festival of women's fair
don't carry to scorn what they have the right to display
let it grow along with yourself to display forgiven ne'er
and relish your cup with delight at the boutique tis array
Categories:
franchises, perspective,
Form: Rhyme
Why is it that we have so many names for cops?
Policeman. Pig. Law Enforcement Officer?
Now that ones a real laugh.
Who is it? Why is it? How is it?
These quasi Nazi Neanderthal’s get to break
any law they please? Throwing us in jail...
What are we doing?
What warped, wasp, principle
dictates to us, the populous.
What angst allows us to submit?
Intellect, the nemesis of all,
neither sex, race, creed nor national origin determine it?
Yet, too much of it makes ones suitability
for law enforcement dubious.
Sometimes I wonder...
Wouldn’t it be more economically viable
amidst this capitalistic crap
for the small towns and cities alike
to purchase donut franchises
and save citizen's cents for the library?
Ah, YES!
After all, then the politicans and the FORCE
Can harasses drop out drop- ins
And dip donuts in a more cost-effective manner.
Contest: Behind Bars Blue
Categories:
franchises, angst, political,
Form: Free verse