Growl

Growl

 

 

the pathetic snarls of rich dogs

dagger teeth dig into the pockets

of downtrodden street soldiers

who used to have jobs,

and lovers,

and cars, not carts

 

the bite is rabid

babies starve with mongrel bellies growling

no Omen dog to save them

 

the dead will rise from limbo

there will be a reckoning,

the advantaged will become 

the prisoners in their own cribs of gold

 

the diapers will be soiled

their green will disappear

and God will inform them

remind them,

that meek shall inherit

and those rich dogs

shall be left out of the will.

 

 

erin-cilberto

6/30/19

Reviews

[Rana]

Remarking on this gem of a line "the diapers will be soiled", brought a smile while yet conveying a serious message, perhaps the manner in which you say it, a grandiose pronouncement, can be taken even a notch higher in, the diapers shall be soiled, love the stately tone and vibe, the implication- the safety net they wear knowing they may need it, knowing they are vulnerable, and it is ever only so long before the inevitable happens. There's a solemn beauty in your style. Very deeply poetic.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Rana,
j.

[gram linski]

Great sentiment and read, j. if only, unfortunately we all know that the big dog's bollocks is the bossman licking his a*s for eternity, don't treat me like a dog and I won't bite, do however, and I just f*****g might

[jacob erin-cilberto]

love this reply...better than the poem...
j.

[gram linski]

lol, some of your reviews send my poems off to run to the hills, bemused and scared, looking for a friendly a*****e to lick woof woof, growl,

[MomzillaNC]

Powerful write, Jacob. A well penned, caustic rebuke of our modern socio-economic model.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, MomZ...
j.

[MomzillaNC]

You're very welcome

[Tinabells]

This poem is really an opener. Thank you for reminding of the things we need to be reminded of :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Tina,
j.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

I see it every week I ffed the homeless, no matter their story it is sad. but seeing that so many are people who don't have the mental capacity to take care of themselves and are now lost in the system is the hardest. You are right, their are so many who cups and plates are overfilled but give no thought to helping those in need.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

your words are so true, Dale...so much wasted food and the homeless roam the streets starving..the rich get richer and the poor get...well we know.

[Chris Shaw]

Those on the streets each have their own story. Many of them have fallen on hard times. Relationship breakups, loss of job, mental health issues and veterans. It is a disgrace in a civilised society that anyone is sleeping rough at all. When I pass the homeless, I often stop to talk to find out what there story is. It could be my son, my grandson. Anyone well off, who has no time or compassion for those less fortunate, deserve a nice bout of karma. Topical write Jacob which arouses strong emotion.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

than you for sharing your own story....appreciate your words, Chris,
j.

[Jade]

The dog sounds like something of the sort of Cujo, or something out of Pet Cemetery.
The last line sums it pretty much up though.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Brandie....ah yes, Cujo...something so beautiful that can turn so mean...as some people can.
j.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Loads of vitriol towards those wealthy passers by who shun and denegrate the homeless and jobless and down trodden of society. One can only hope you are right and they get what is due to them. A poem with feeling.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, John,
j.