Dirt on the groundA Poem by Charles PhiferWe have already decided that we will let a government that
is broken and corrupt rule us without any form of approval from the people who
are governed. We have allowed big corporations the same rights as people, when
there are human beings without most of these rights. We, as Americans, have
allowed the pulsating member to rip through us, but we don’t notice. And if we
did we wouldn’t care. So I need to pick a side now. It will be a side that is
on the same street. A meek grungy jealous side, a mockery and an embarrassment
to what I believe in at 17. I have to mount one of the two heads of the same
monster and destroy my country to the point of ash. I wonder how long it will
be until I become what I hate. I wonder how long it will be when I am done with
all the circling about. All the f*****g around. Someone told me teenagers are selfish today, and I wanted to
write about something other than me. But I did it anyway. Just give me some
time, when I’ve lost all I love, I will love what others have lost. And I’ll
write about that. © 2012 Charles Phifer
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