"politicans" poems
You say you have known me all your life.
But life wasn’t long enough:
To keep grandpa alive by the fish pond
To amend in world peace
To make sure friends never said goodbye
To stay awake and never wonder
To know one another
Know? Know one another?
Knowing me. Knowing You. Knowing One.
Knowing
Know
No, No One
No-ing
No-ing the fact that you say you’d stay forever
(only kept my mouth
Shut. ) We were never even talking within
Facets of understanding or under the grace of chocolate cake and candied apples.
Know
No that you were here and I was there in the same room though.
Though?
No
You let me speak in a matter of control
The words you got reciprocate to hollow
Hollow
Halo. Hollow. Mixed?
Mixed within the coils of a *** life and carbon monoxide
These are the men on the sidewalk saying “The politicans are pigs”
Every day, in Morayta, know
No that know sun will rise because
The politicans let clouds hover
Not a soul. Neither their bones.
No bones…..Know: Bones.
Not the bones. The soul!
Taxing the soul is nothing compared to
Hi’s and hellows are 3 pesos a piece.
Sir, you are going away
The plain of a heart that knows is
No. Nowhere to be found
For to know
Is never to truly
No
Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 8:25 AM UTC
poem for kids of the 21st century
whose parents and grandparents ****** the earth
in their log cabins worse than those of perth
with their gov bonds
and their atomic bombs
and their ******** math equations
and their earth killing elations.
now we are left with an earth fuck'd
and we are truly out of luck
only the poets understand
what the politicans cannot know or understand....
Jun 22, 2015
Jun 22, 2015 at 4:20 PM UTC