Shenzhou 9

Shenzhou 9

A Poem by delapruch
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remember when JFK

wanted to show the Soviets

just how big our dick was

before the end of the 60’s

by shooting our load deep

into space, so as to be the

first to ever land a man on

the moon?

 

mr. Kennedy’s time, we all

know, was fatally cut short---

he did not get to see Neil step

out onto the surface & mumble

his now completely whored-out

sound bite,

many people who were too

young then to know what

was happening, or those of

us who hadn’t even been

born yet, never got the chance

to understand what it was like

to feel like the empire,

whose belly you lived in,

was at the tip tip tippity top

of all civilization,

despite the mass of citizens

who were being denied

fundamental human rights

within the country &

of course, despite all those

unfortunate folks, living in

countries that we didn’t like,

that we didn’t like having a

relationship with the Soviets,

that we saw natural resources

in which we were gonna TAKE

one way or the other, or

that we just wanted to exploit

the labor of to make the s**t

that we buy domestically even

cheaper, taking away jobs from

those citizens staring up at the

sky, waiting for Neil to babble---

 

things have changed &

now, as the empire sends much of its

military weight to the Asia-Pacific,

in a last bid to throw its testosterone

around, flailing madly in the face of

China,

China itself has sprung a big one &

with the docking of the Shenzhou 9

only a few days ago,

with a goal of having a space station

fully functional, by 2020---

holding up a hand

with that special finger flipped,

in the direction of the aging policeman

of the world,

still sitting at the diner counter,

stuffing himself with doughnuts,

hoping everybody else is gonna just

do what they are told,

despite the fact that one day

his attempt at running &

getting em’, so as to dispel the

proper disciplinary measures,

just ain’t gonna fly anymore---

it will leave him breathless &

his heart will give out.

 

 

© 2012 delapruch


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Bio: 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..

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