I wrote poetry tonight of sunsets and ponds,
worthless topics in light of the state of the world.
Just ended a hospital stay...needed to be mellow.
But this godawful earth gives me the heebie jeebies.
Forced confinement that came with cable t.v.
I wallowed in insanity and stupidity that seemed
to have no freakin end
We are teetering on so many brinks, but what was on?
A series about a guy makes a chain of hamburgers
on the family name...
Watched them play on a lawn big enough to choke a goat,
swim in their waterfall pool and frolic in designer clothes.
A series about mansions that cost millions of dollars
and could each house the homeless population of this town.
Freaking carbon combat boot prints.
Worked all my life.
Me and my three cats struggle - disability does not
buy mansions!
The world in on a precipice so damn scary
God himself can’t tip it back.
Korea, Iran and all those Isis bastards that put
bullets in the heads of six year-old boys.
And they show wanton consumption - reckless regard
for the land - don’t tell me they earned their money
and deserve to have obscene disregard for others.
When the rich have to pay their fair share...
when life is equitable and no one goes hungry
or sick
or without education...
Then maybe it won’t be so sickening.