The United States of Apathy?

Casually I create another casualty.

Ennui I eradicate with my vocabulary.

Let me illuminate my itinerary.

Go locate the spare key,

navigate the Caddy slowly

cause these Staties know me.

Meet me at the cemetary.

There you will find me on bended knee

deep in prayer you see,

we need to set it off like Queen LaT.

Everything aint enough

to satisfy my voracity.

There is a paucity of true rhyme spit

like Peoples g. Riot and his poetry

getting off on this system called society

and the N.Y.P.D.

for putting shots on an unarmed groom to be.

Daily news stories and yet we be

sitting passively allowing these injustices

continually.

This is the United States of Apathy.

 What can we do?

 

Let's ask for answers.

Eliminate the cancers.

Government censors

offended by belly dancers.

Let's see power transferred

from rich Ivy Leaguers

to the beat down and beleaguered,

the sick and tired, the worker fired

cause a child has been hired

for pennies on the dollar

in third world cellars

like dogs minus the collars.

Listen to our so-called scholars

with their political fodder

and empty promises as they instead

fill personal coffers.

This is the United States of the mislead.

 

They hear our voices grow softer

and think they got one over

but like a scorned lover

that tastes revenge's cold air

we must grow stronger,

smarter and bolder.

Become a voter and get more informed

as to how we were stunned and handed the run

to big oil's heir of a son.

What has he done?

Lied to the people and mislead the public

creating mistrust in our political leaders

who should be our speakers

as oil profits bust and I can't afford sneakers.

He's lining his pockets and milking the profits

while we suffer hard hits just trying to make it.

Try to get by, inflation is high

as another dollar on gas takes 

from a poor family's food supply.

It is no wonder people get high

brushing it under for another time.

Walk out your door, you've committed a crime.

The is the United States of greed and dollar signs. 

 

Author's Note

Big shout out to the w.c.'s own Peoples g. Riot who is a talented writer with a message to be heard.
If ya'll don't know him already give him a read and the chance to spit some truth in ya ear.
Pay attention and get out there and vote this year, stand for SOMETHING

Reviews

[Vanessa]

Oh my God, I can't believe that it's taken me so long to read this. I absolutely adore this and its attempt at bringing truth, of bringing someone's eyes to the level that says 'it's okay to admit it.' That's almost what you do here, you allow us to understand that the world that we know as normal is built on money and of 'greed and dollar signs.'
That's something that I'm so into, the idea of something, of one's reality being so falsly represented.
As in, "Is all that we see of seem, but a dream within a dream."
But that's just part of it.

In the third stanza, 'get more informed' didn't really flow, but I won't dismiss it completely.

Also in the third stanza, everything from 'Lied to the people' and down leaves me breathless. I can't tell you how amazing it is. I have to tell you of the passion I feel for the parts such as 'and I can't afford sneakers' and 'It is no wonder people get high brushing it under for another time.' I love the basis of simplicity when its used to describe something deeper, something magnificent and truthful.
I'm sorry this is so long, but my relationship with this poem could be called obsessive.

[Viper9]

A new favourite. I can't believe all the great righteous rage poems I'm finding on this site. While I don't believe in democratic solutions, I feel everything else in this poem, viscerally, and I'd love to hear this performed. The flow, the rhythm, the unexpected rhymes are all top-caliber.

(One minor quibble: "mislead" should be "misled". That jumped out at me.)

[Wildecat]

It's darn right sad that this world is all about power, greed and money, nice write.