Unpaid wages over time did 400 kilotons accrue,
as lit fuse broken promises counter-clockwise grew
Lively resentment crouches mule heavy
on bent backs of the burdened weary
Next generation anger arise in poverty acres anew
Black burned the sun, moonlight shaded widow blue
Sleep is a dirt orphan trod on by the burying shoe
Deserved rest gets only paper hope nary —
Unpaid dead weight
Scales of injustice weigh stolen sweat revenue,
reparation debt is a promissory note long overdue
The yellow brick toil comes late shift early,
forced labor of bloodshot eyes be so work teary
Restitution patience is grave robber bad news —
Unpaid dead weight
Categories:
kilotons, allusion, slavery, truth, visionary,
Form: Rondeau
Voices
angry voices saying words that could doom the people,
playing with the hint of an apocalypse like name calling at school.
I will shoot down your planes if you say that about me again.
You know you can’t do anything without the annihilation of everyone.
a cacophony of phrases causing a growing hysteria
like a virus spreading throughout the world
thunderous bellows, nasty tweets, slanderous remarks, hollow threats
a kaleidoscope of insults bringing the end closer
how can only two mortal men have that much power, or do they?
where is the voice of the generation from the mushroom clouds?
stopping fast at the brink of disaster by words
from the mouths of such that must be controlled
the desire to push the panic button has spiraled skyward
bringing us nearer to the neck of the nuke than ever before
using devices, anywhere, would be too chaotic to imagine
Hiroshima 12 kilotons, today, megatons
pray for the leaders
angry voices need to be silenced so that peace is perpetual
9/25/17
Eight word challenge -4
Categories:
kilotons, anger, peace, political,
Form: Free verse