stewing in my own juices
in this
dystopia
of a nation
masked thugs
tearing
brown babies
from their mothers' arms
raking the brown
off the streets
disappearing the
inheritors of the kingdom
idiots who believe
in an ever-after
there will be
a time after
masked thugs
and mass terrorization
evil visits the evil
and payday
isn't always Friday
I can't wait
to write a poem then
but what will it be
by then
just
a poke in your
blind eye
and better juice
Categories:
terrorization, evil,
Form: Free verse
Amber alert, amber alert!
What a marvelous system
the amber alert.
We drive, we drive
and see the problems,
"road conditions uneven ahead",
not a word, not a word of civilians
dead from our bombs.
"Off ramp closed, use Franklin St. detour",
but not so much a mention of the
loss of our rights.
"Child abduction, Blue Toyota",
and nothing but nothing is said of
dead Iraqi children.
"Accident, fast lane closed",
and of our spiritual terrorization and
lost brothers and sisters
nothing.
Oh, I am sure that all will move
smoothly, much more smoothly
with our marvelous new system.
Categories:
terrorization, allegory, introspection, life,
Form: Free verse