In Sickness and Health, Poverty and WealthA Poem by David P. EckertAnother commentary on politics and society - in spoken word format
In Sickness and Health, Poverty and Wealth Old boy pols center, left and right, in sickness and in health, in poverty and wealth, the boys of D.C. hold the cards. It’s hard to wait, to enervate our bored stiff minds with vanilla choices. O call for more than oat meal or oat bran, more than hot cakes with jam, more than elephants with donkey brothers and independent others shouting more of the same, the same, the same. Pull a lever, pop a chad with no hope of ever changing, the range of motion never ranging past an inch of middle. Hey diddle the cow cried before he died of moon-staring, the cat and fiddle not caring there’s no repairing the earthquake fissure between the haves and the nots, the rich dish stealing the spoon as we swoon in blind hunger, sick with apathetic starvation in our gold-paved split nation. © 2008 David P. EckertFeatured Review
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15 Reviews Added on February 21, 2008 AuthorDavid P. EckertRoslyn Heights, NYAboutPsychologist, Writer, Painter, Father of 2, Grandpa of 2 cute, smart and beautiful little girls, Husband, Keeper of Dogs, Fish and Fruit Trees and generally Busy Guy. more..Writing
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