Soapbox Sermon

rant? not sure. but it was fun to write! lol

 

Sometimes rhyme dies like Moses in the desert,

Promised Land becomes a polysyllabic paradise

Of anarchistic and arbitrary motion of felonious silhouettes,

Structure of a Jericho wall in piles of mystic rubble

Beneath calloused feet of passionate sinners and saints

Singing pop culture parodies of classic rock’s golden calves.

 

 

Same soap opera scenario that’s gripped us for centuries:

We struggle and strive for freedom and peace in our own place

So that we can give it away to sadistic shepherds and psychotic Saviors who serve us barrels of conformity like Jonestown

Flavor-Aid,

With a side of hallelujahs and carcinogenic emissions for all of our

Work and toil in fields of futile snap-on tools and waning fossil fuels.

 

 

Fooled by plastic surgery sock puppet politicians and celebrities

Who dance stages built of bones of the oppressed working

Class beaten by the neon pink socio-economical monstrosity that

Stalks and “Wanders the earth seeking souls who it may devour.”

Rhyme’s reason has fallen into a dormant season of nothingness

And chaos. Poet crushed against a tree of apathy.

 

 

Apathy! Get it while its fresh! Or don’t! Who really f*****g cares?!

Keep your Oxycontin-Xanax-whiskey suicide cocktails! We can

Always get by on a big tall glass of ice cold ‘don’t give a s**t!’

 

Skip the embarrassments of overdoses and listening to Doctor Drew or Doctor Phil with the perked ears of Pavlov’s retarded mongrels, salivating involuntarily to bells and whistles and monotone jackasses.

Selah!

Author's Note

lol. well, enjoy it kids. whatever it is.

Reviews

[Drew Wade]

this is a great poem. I usually try to come up with something constructive to say, but i don't think I can on this one. This one was fun to read, and I think even more fun to read aloud. You obviously love words and the way they sound, and that's one of my favorite parts of poetry, hearing the patterns that words make as I read it.. and I think it's BEAT. I love beat poetry, and this is what defines it, for me. you take what seems like absurdist ranting and make it very pointed ranting, and what better way to give someone their medicine than making it fun for them to read.. good stuff. I think i'll probably read this one again.

the one thing I will say is, at the beginning, I thought you were using big words for their own sake, but once I read down more, I realized that it all fit in fine with the poem as a whole, so that's not a problem with the poem, that's just a problem with me getting easily confused. haha.