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Showing posts with label violence. Show all posts

Saturday, May 30, 2020

BALTIMORE BURNING

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NOTE: "Baltimore Burning" is an encore presentation taken from my book of poems and short stories: Last Tango In Timbuktu. In light of recent events in America over the past few days, it seems an appropriate time to bring it back.


Unfortunately
meaningful social change
has always been accompanied
by great upheaval
and unrest

because


Unfortunately

polite entreaty
doesn't seem to effectively
 gain the attention of those
 entrenched in the
 arrogance of power

and


Unfortunately

from Bunker Hill
to Selma
to Kent State
to Watts
to Ferguson
to Baltimore
the pattern has always been the same

and


Unfortunately

when voices
(the voice of the people)
fall upon deaf ears
the decibel level must be increased
to a level that may cause sharp pain
in the eardrum
to a level that will make them turn
grimace
and glare at you
like an angry parent
and say at long last

ALRIGHT THEN...

WHAT THE FUCK IS IT YOU WANT?





Monday, January 10, 2011

THAT SAME GUY






Back in my little town
I never knew
a truly crazy person
back in my little town
there was the town bully
the town slut
the town eccentric
all harmless cartoon figures now
in a land obsessed
with violence
and war
just turn on the TV
and there he is
it's the same guy
DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND?
it's the SAME guy
day and night
night and day
spraying bullets
dealing indiscriminate death
tune in at eight tonight
to see him again
we've created him
and glorified him
with our dollars
plunked down at the movie theater
we've created him
with a power structure
that assures young people
it's okay
to kill for your country
but only at OUR direction
don't come back here
and try that shit
on your own
is it any wonder that
some get confused
and get it turned around
you know
you are already too far gone
when you pull that trigger
when you are just following orders
all insanity
of the highest order
the inmates
running the asylum
inciting us daily
from podiums
and radios blaring
the politics of division
and hatred
a nation coming apart
from within
fueled by excess
and greed
glowingly referred to as
The American Dream
yeah
just another mentally unbalanced dude
spraying lead at a shopping center
they said he was cold
emotionless
desensitized
as he went about his business
as everyone asks
WHO created him
and somewhere in the background
Michael Jackson sings
time to look at
the man in the mirror

Monday, September 13, 2010

LIFE HAS A WAY


















Buncha doped up hippies
beatin' on their drums...
Buncha drunken rednecks
beatin' on their WOMEN

Buncha doped up hippies
dancing in the street...
Buncha drunken rednecks
PEEING in the street

Buncha doped up hippies
hitting you up for spare change...
Buncha drunken rednecks
hitting you UPSIDE THE HEAD

Buncha doped up hippies
having sex like animals...
Buncha drunken up rednecks
having sex WITH animals

Buncha doped up hippies
could greatly benefit from higher consciousness...
Buncha drunken rednecks
could greatly benefit from higher IQ

Buncha doped up hippies
face down in the potato salad...
Buncha drunken rednecks
FACE DOWN IN THE POTATO SALAD!

Life has a way
of ironing out
the little differences
between us