America's Coffee

America's Coffee

A Poem by Samantha Hartley

America’s Coffee

By: Samantha Hartley

 

I pledge allegiance… apologies for an off-delivery, I didn’t have my coffee this morning, yeah enough said You know what’s up The best part of waking up is Folgers in your cup (©/TM/® The Folger Coffee Company). Second best part- incipient life. Kids, marijuana kills kids. Kids, “The weed with its roots in hell.” A stygian-brained dealer hides under Your bed, littering innocent shoes with cannabis. Incipient life. I just said NO! and You can too. A drug is a drug is a drug is a commodity to my flag. “Women indicated that drinking coffee is a good way to relax. Men indicated that coffee helps them get the job done.” (Copyright © 2011 E-Imports)  The ethereal coffee-alarm shouts in nuanced tones, billowing out in smoky grips- I must wake up for school so I can work one day too! Let’s play Monopoly! We all share the same dream of the United States of America- a magical place of telepathy. Incipient life. Ferreting in wars, gaining independence to keep end slavery and keep end drugs- give me highs liberty or give me sobriety death! Drugs: enemy to the Republic. Accept your independence, as long as it is not taboo, rather than enervate, precipitate! Fuel for output America runs on Dunkin (© 2011. DD IP Holder LLC). A new thank You note label, mass-produced and placed on every bag of grounds- For which it stands conveniently, comforting You in your own home- You are the contributor of the World. The all-American product is grown locally in our One nation and very own paradise- Hawaii. Cigarettes kill, but make You beautiful and famous. Addiction- hard as a diamond, and A diamond is forever (© De Beers Diamond Jewellers Limited) Truth ads only talk about marijuana, which kills- parentsteacherspolicedoctors told me this Under God. Ohohoh yes fuel- inhale something other than the monotonous breath, followed by an exhaled ease-breeze- a minion mollifying stress, born from the boss’s deadline I'd walk a mile for a Camel(© Camel Cigarettes). Yummy smoky lunch break lunch Did somebody say McDonald's? (©2010-2011  McDonald's) - my designated time to refuel. Truth. Marijuana kills, withdrawals: lethal, even more dangerous then those of heroin Indivisible, We shouldn’t say that classless, deadly, decrepit word. Alcohol. I didn’t learn alcohol was perilous in school, but from the man who is my uncle, was my uncle, until he stopped drinking and died. Then and there I vowed: always have a little Captain in me Got a little Captain in you? (© 2011 Captain Morgan Rum Company) Good morning. Hangoverrrr… Still got a little Captain in You? Coffee will cure that like magic- get you back in the cycle of life. Incipient life. Not a criminal- I am American It's everywhere you want to be © 1996-2011 Visa With Liberty and Justice For All.

© 2014 Samantha Hartley


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I found some of this haunts of W.R. Hearst. Ideology and publication.

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Interesting poem on coffee. Pen on...:)...............

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Added on April 18, 2014
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Samantha Hartley
Samantha Hartley

Boston, MA



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I'm a 24-year-old novelist and poet. I love to write about mind-bending scenarios in literary fiction, and the concept of addiction in psychological fiction and poetry. Currently, I'm working on my th.. more..

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