Long Underpaid Poems

How dare you desecrate the Capitol with urine and feces!
Even filthy pigs refuse to defecate near their own dwelling place.
How dare you flaunt confederate flags, grim reminders of our bloody history, 
Alongside swastikas, hate symbols...

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"Call it curiosity"
Does anyone on this app really believe
That somehow or another every one of us
Truly think that one side is meant to deceive 
Or that one side is the one that is only one...

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1st Half - because of Poetry Soup's file size limitations -

                      How My Sister...

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Once upon a time a gymnast teacher told a girl, 
and all her classmates, 
to gather round 
to spot the student currently bouncing 
on the trampoline. 

They circled 
to volunteer a ring of imperfectly rhythmed
but...

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The whips will crack across the back
of the steers that won’t move on.
Every day comes closer now
for the day they will be gone.
All these ‘beeves’ on the trail,
will be yarded sold and railed,
and the cowboys...

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S/he began our academic feast
in EcoFeminist HerStory Class
reflecting on the history of violent pissed communication
and nonviolent communion
between Afghanistan's empowered
and disempowering LeftBrain StraightMale privilege

And Islam-Christian creolizing cultures
in the Unitarian States
of BiNational
BiHemispheric
BiPolarizing Red/Brown South
and Green/White North

Orange hot...

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Is this the price we pay for our right to have guns 
the blood of innocent souls lost to oblivion: a gentle violence

Forever a mental brute, a slow gentle violence 
of unforgivable action, wither insane...

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I already hear the Twittering Trumpers
and Trumpettes
in their unholy locker rooms
reducing the marching evolution of nurturing feminist matriarchs
to another whine,
too gooey,
shrill and screechy,
nagging nanny stroll away from True Patriarchal White Male empowerment.

Never minding Mother's ecological...

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Born in the Goshen ghetto,
bound by an Ashkenaz forged umbilical chain
Beloved mother was Jim Crow lynch poor,
adored father was the Uncle Sam same
Third-generation slaves,
pauper freed allegedly
But royal blood their ancestors  
sweaty tears did bleed
From...

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Coloring smiling faces donned with faux missing teeth,
and waxing poetic lip schtick adorned with moustaches

Swarthy, spooky, scary carved
pumpkin faces thickly materialized 
out of thin air
as Halloween holiday loomed near
yes... just an innocently naive fickle kid,
who...

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Harumph To Holiday Hoopla – Phish Pshaw!

Relieved of fatherhood Saint
Nick schtick found me
to relinquish ratty outfit, and stow away zee bras
like padding and "FAKE flowing beard,
ah...don't remind me,
those well worn faux paws

of each dear deer...

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One crying kid after another sat on Santa’s lap.
He tried to remain jolly while holding onto squirming, screaming, kicking and 
scratching children.
Those who did not cry had endless lists of toys and games they wanted...

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Teachers and Faculty care less and less about students every year
If u aren't the favorite don't expect caring
Ur parents have to bring cookies to the bake sale
U have our children's life in ur hands
Take some...

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This poem is not meant to be a speech nor is it written to offend or give anyone blame.
It just a mere observation of how today leaders choose to bring civilasation back into the slave...

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Object to crave
hands off me
i find myself
looking at the keys in the stars in my space
warlords of times of slavery
tortured innocents
never ending labour for underpaid children
smelling burnt flesh
because someone taught her how to swim

he came
we...

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JUST WRONG 

Throughout my life’s journey, I chanced to see,
Many things to this day that bother me,

The things that chose the path of my destiny,
the path of life towards my Philanthropy 

I saw at a...

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They don’t care about you and me 
They don’t feel the need to offer courtesy
They upset everybody

Our interaction with bureaucracy of any kind
Is often a stumbling block
In having our needs fulfilled

Nothing riles us as bad...

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So many times by my husband I have been told
that I do too much all at once,
But little does he know
that if not by me the job just would not get done.
No matter how sick...

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So many times by my husband I have been told
that I do too much all at once,
But little does he know
that if not by me the job just would not get done.
No matter how sick...

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I try to be the best wife and mom
Yet  my patience is running thin
There are bills to pay and screaming mouths to feed….
Oh, Where do I begin?
Just too many duties
In the course of a...

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Excerpts from the compilation, “Prayer” 13.
Connected! and Gratitude.

I wish that we can really, deeply understand
That we ARE Connected!
And Inextricably Dependant on each other,
And then, 
It is harder to forget to appreciate and thank  
The...

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Rudolph's nose shines frosty bright,
Relations will be cool this night
He raps a hoof on Santa's door
And says we feel we should earn more

If we're to work on Christmas day
We must insist on double pay
And if...

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Levels To Be

The cost went up in this thing called life 
Like most  we all sacrificed 
Whether it was something small or something big
We have a life that is full of tussles 
That's why...

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Strolling down the streets of ancient Pompei,
I discovered the tomb of a freed noble man;
unearthed from the volcanic black ashes, 
now it blooms surrounded by fragrant lilies 
as it appeared in its imperial, glorious days!...

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There is still frost on the roof tops and I wonder about all the silver haired souls 
that are wondering why they are being moved,  by whitely dressed ghosts 
I know its a comfort...

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