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Michael John Jun 16
the, i mean, system seems
to have got very mean
for the hungry there is
the food bank-now, says crow
i know nothing about banking..
but generosity and compassion
are not usually attributes synonomous
with feeding the hungry and a bank..

perhaps a different name..but by putting
food and bank together..perhaps-
there are images-like collectors
at the door-we have come for our
mince pies and assorted canned goods-
sign here..another name..stop!are you and your children hungry..?
zero per cent interest

or a cafe where we can get a bowl of soup
and wash up..philantropists can do..
volenteers and the community so
i can make a bowl of soup for o
a pound-don´t say this would break
the bank..no..
Michael John Jun 14
dear lily

i take it is a no
some time so-money
and it´s accessibility or
civilization..

for some it rains and they
hate and for some there is none
and they hate..
probably..but everyone must..

no excuses..need first..
eating-name-of-game
and a roof over one-
food and shelter-and as this
so-called civilization falls
like many before..

their difficulty more accute
homeless next to criminality
hunger tedious..?the fruit
we harvest bitter truths..
so what to do..

ii

crow wants mercy or
something-where has he been living-
some dwell on the stars..

he wants something for nothing..
why should i
why should you-

don´t give me that empathy
humanity dying strains of a
forgotten waltz..
Michael John Jun 13
dear crow-
honey lasts and love
so-if your brains have fallen
out your snout and how.

l
Michael John Jun 12
writing, can be free and loose
-can be a hangman´s noose-
lily picks her feet

on the breakfast table- i mean,
you do what you want?
i do what i want..

it is free verse it is a curse
for better or worse long and happy
brief and terse

introspect and calm
hate and self harm
a barren farm-

i mean the beauty
can be anarchy
or control

all told-or abstract-
ah!the postman!
she runs to see..

ii

letter from crow
what, i don´t know but
a poem-

lily, can you lend me
money-you know what they say-
no money no honey..
Michael John Jun 7
they say silence will win
i would n´t argue-
what a to-do..
Michael John Jun 7
they tell him to go
but he´s still here
though he won´t play his guitar..
Michael John Jun 7
they tell him to shut it
now,he´s silent-
can you believe it..?!
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