Stuffed

...some of the rich are one "hurricane Sandy" away from being an equal to the lower class." No food..no wine..no shelter. Let us give thanks.

 

 

((((((((STUFFED))))))))

Sitting next to the babe of sister Jane, is
a stomach, renting an apartment for two.
Uncle Bob and Brother Ted, are
there visiting from Kalamazoo.
And there's Grandma Edith, who
curses mostly in Swedish.
So much food and wine, one
ought to be squeamish.
Plates overloaded with turkey and butter rolls.
Whole-made stuffing, and green bean casserole. Napkins
everywhere. Wiping up the warm cranberry sauce.
All the while sits pretty Jill, who

quietly applies her pink lip gloss.

All of them....
Forgetting to say grace...
Forgetting to thank the Lord for their health, and warm fireplace.

FILL THEIR CUPS FULL OF WINE.
LET THEM LAUGH AND LET THEM DINE.
THEY WILL BLOAT, AND THEY WILL GLOAT.
SOME DAY...

THEY'LL RUN OUT OF FOOD.
LICKING THE CRUMBS OFF, THE

SOLE OF THEIR SHOES.
TO STAY ALIVE...

THEY WILL EAT THE CAT THAT SWALLOWED THE RAT.
ENOUGH CHOLESTEROL TO GIVE THEM ALL; A

FERKING HEART-ATTACK!

 

 

 

Author's Note

Definition of Fercking: Bleep...

Tried to keep it g-rated. :D

Reviews

[Ruth]

There shall always be those who are never thankful for what they have and never see the suffering of others...
Amazes me how "poor" to some people is not affording a bottle of champagne and to others is literally is not eating...there is no balance and plenty of wealth in this world to share, sickens me!
Poignant darlin, well voiced and damn well needed ♥

[Coyote Poetry]

Great description in the poem. I had to read twice. I like the holidays of the past. Whole family would gather. Today rarely together except for funerals. Which is sad. No weakness in the poem. Good to separate the holidays. Thank you for sharing the amazing poem.
Coyote

[An owl on the moon]

Your words cut and rend the security and overwhelming satisfaction of those who neglect the poor.. those who devour others in their wake... And yes, as in centuries past, there is revolution waiting at the doorways... Fercking powerful, my friend.

[Some John]

Haha... That was fercking great ; )

[writing mojo]

such a casting breath of reality at a prophetic lunged A wheeze..written in the breeze I LOVE THE DEPTH AND EFFORT YOU WENT TO MAKE THIS ONE HIT THE CARBON CORE Of...such surrealism in reality..thanks for opening your artistic windows and letting such wind pass through our bones.. chilling amazing stuff

[The Analog Kid]

Pretty amusing, deliciously sarcastic and love the rhymes. Good message, Muse:)

[Mark]

It's never ceased to amaze me how we manage to keep a straight face in our observances of the "Holiday Season", beginning with witches and other unholies, moving on to thanking God for his manifold blessings by seeing how much of them we can cram down our gluttonous gobs, ending with the observance of the (supposed) anniversary of the birth of the Christ, by transgressing ALL of the so-called "Seven Deadly Sins"! Your analysis was spot-on, Sister!

[Tate Morgan]

ha thats a hoot time to get tipsy and laugh at the old folks lol

[EMF]

Oh you sweet thing you...... I didn't know you'd seen my customers. God's I wish I was joking about that. Shame you're not around the corner. I'd show you what we cook for some and you'd be full for a week. Perfeck Frecking job. No matter what elvel you look at it on.

[*~*Butterfly Kisses*~*]

I used to work in a cafe and some of these people would barely even tip. Just eat to their hearts gave out. Its no wonder the world is such a mess, most people are too busy bathing in their glory of being rich to have any compassion for others. Its shameful.


Nicely done. I enjoyed this.