11.28.2015

Swallowing

Swallowing
in the din of inhumanity
about women and doctors and workers
who deserve to be gunned down
families who are turned away
to certain death in plastic boats
because they threaten our way of life
there’s so much to protect here
cheap electronics
plastic shit and freedom fries
the right to be gunned down by cops
or lunatics
each one is somebody’s hero
I’m speechless
powerless
retreating for solace in a book of verse
remembering how naively I thought
our children would enjoy more freedoms
I don’t know what else to write


#27 of 30 Poems in November to benefit Center for New Americans 
Posted by Marian at 11:22 AM
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3 comments:

  1. Kerry O'ConnorNovember 28, 2015 at 12:49 PM

    What is there to say? No way to mitigate the present times.

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  2. Buddah MoskowitzNovember 28, 2015 at 9:11 PM

    Forgive my profanity... Fuck, this was powerful and perfect and right on. I know that disbelief and that sorrowful resignation. Absolutely excellent, a kindred soul.

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  3. MarianNovember 29, 2015 at 9:33 AM

    xoxox yes, kindred.

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