problematicA Poem by delapruchna.is there a problem?---one wrong with the world outside you? is there a problem?--- now now now, sorry to interrupt, didn’t mean to pause you from stuffing food down your fat american gullet--- didn’t mean to make you think for a second, when we all know we all know, you’d just rather not.
now, let me ask you again… is there a problem? have ya heard anything today? have ya seen anything? if ya did, or would you rather just stay huddled up comfortable in your property? holdin’ on, holdin’ on, holdin’ on… hoping that when the poor have had enough & they get guns, that they don’t come for your first born son (lol)--- a problem yet? have ya turned on your tele today? have ya gone outside in your neighborhood (that is if you haven’t separated yourself completely from the rest of “us”)? hmmm… have ya got some coins jingling in your pocket? maybe that makes it easier to ignore? have ya got some fresh new lover who takes up all your time, so that the rest of us just make you bored? hmmm…
have you heard of the storms that have been destroying? have you heard of the wages falling? have you heard of the sick that cannot get help? have you heard of the people getting hassled & imprisoned who don’t look like you? have you heard the sirens, the gunshots outside? have you heard the same talking heads that we’ve heard, promising that it will get better? have you seen the countries outside us burning, because of the hired killers on our payroll? have you heard that they are killing themselves because they can no longer stand it? have you heard the death tolls that are a direct result of our “bringing democracy?” hmmm…
if you are “in the dark”… if you claim this is all fresh news to you… then you, my friend, have a problem. © 2012 delapruch |
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Added on November 20, 2012 Last Updated on November 20, 2012 Authordelapruchnothingville, NYAboutBio: The writer we call delapruch has been writing since infancy. His first piece was scrawled on the inside of his mother’s womb. Long since published, the rights now reside in the hands o.. more..Writing
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