Yawn

It’s the things that we cherish 
Nightmarish dream 
Suffering of the flesh 
The steadily stream
Of fear and anxiety that we caress 

Pay homage to the unknown 
Pilgrimage and seizure 
Sacrilege to please your,
Lust and the power that’s craved 
A deathly force that acts to save 

For what ends will you trot 
A best friends head 
Revenge that’s begot 
Majorities remain embalmed 
The patriotic song 

Allies and actions tell the truth
I watch the man that bears the fruit 
Faux and friendly to the face 
Old men and technology 
The hilarious race 

Beaten, blue, ya tattooed 
Go ahead, watch my every move 
Scheme and plot 
While the eagles watch 
The shadows screaming
Is what is seen and what is sought

Reviews

[barleygirl]

I love your bold way of stating your ideas, your rhyming & rhythmic wordplay, plus delivering plenty of attitude the reader can feel, but I'm not sure I can formulate any idea of what your poems are about (I've read a couple & this is my overall impression). Your writing is a little more abstract than my linear thinking goes, but I definitely find the world to be like you write about it & that's why I've been holed up in the wilderness for the last ten years avoiding it. I particularly love your snipe: "old men & technology the hilarious race" (never had a cell phone, don't watch TV, stay unplugged from all the madness) *smile* Fondly, Margie

[Kay]

I can see your poem as a slow, dark rap song (total compliment!). It's deep and rhythmic with a punchline message in each stanza. Well written!

[R.L. Davenport]

Thanks for the review! Much appreciated