("Winter Tree", 2023, original encaustic)
Celebrating White Supremacy
As the world turns….
ever faster and more wobblier
it’s hard to go a day
without hearing some reference to ‘White Supremacy.’
Of course it’s a bad thing, right?
Sure it is, until you think what it really is.
I look around; snow deep outside
but here indoors I’m warm
no wind or snow,
a steady even moderate clime instead,
not to mention safe and secure
with all the comforts of stove and frig
running water and electric light
and, not least, Wi-Fi!
And then, don’t forget,
there’s that trusty internal combustion engine vehicle
waiting outside that I can hop in
to go to town, to get the mail and more gas,
more jeans or nylon jackets or plastic bags,
and, of course, more groceries, like pizza and coffee!
The list just goes on and on,
as I write in miraculous digital bytes
with auto-correct to tell me how I’m doing
with the ever pesky English spelling and grammar,
and I’m left in awe
wondering how and why
everyone else isn’t celebrating
the fruits of this white supremacy
the whole world now enjoys
or at least aspires to...
(1/19/24)
Life
It was God who created the beginning of life
Since man arrived there has been nothing but strife
When the air was fresh and the rivers where clear
The birds and the animals had nothing to fear
Now even in those early times
Man was the one who was committing the crimes
They started wars, they fought and died
Though living in harmony they never tried
Man even tried to replace the horse
With the internal combustion engine of course
Which eventually led to the motor car
A shiny vehicle that would take man far
They split the atom, a shock wave was felt
If man played with uranium the planet might melt
Oh will mankind go to far
Or make a new life near and far.
My very first poem - Written in 2000
Our modern motor
Internal combustion engine
The automobile
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/modern-world.php
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