On the fourth of July,
He stops and has a beer
For his country —
To remember those who built it,
To recall the ideals on which
It was based,
And to reminisce about
What it was like when
It still housed something
Vaguely like
Humility
Tag: Social Commentary
Come share the common…
Come share the common fix,
though you be broke;
Come share the common sleep,
we’ll call you woke —
Fictitious stars are calling
you to join:
To share the common, first send
common coin
Come share the common thought,
and common need;
There’s food enough for everyone
to feed —
No cause for questioners,
no room for hagglers;
For all can dine each night,
on any
stragglers
To share is human:
the daily press
who doesn’t feel the daily press
the loss of which is ever here
down county forty-three we rode
where is the promised world of bliss
where what we did or didn’t dare
and saw the blighted land go hushed
i don’t remember i confess
is brought from far to very near
each dark and emptied out abode
so many hits have gone amiss
a destiny we all can share
the sky i swear looked down and blushed
To share is human:
Outside Bad Faith
It’s an idyllic summer in the hills.
The wind is soft, there’s jasmine in the air,
But inside, there’s a bottle full of pills
That wage a daily fight against despair —
As propaganda rolls in from all sides:
The forced confessions, staged apologies,
And experts, with their flammable asides,
Who profit from our latest tragedies —
And one – the one who lives here – comes apart
For trying to make sense of all the noise;
Consumers get consumed within the heart
Of no control, inside abundant choice —
But step outside bad faith, the sun hangs low,
And everything looks great, unless — you know
To share is human:
The Hopes of Many
The hopes of many dwell in shade
And shadows, by forgotten ways;
The hopes of many bills unpaid
For clemency and judgment stays
The hopes of many, beautiful,
In towns and cities, dutiful,
Where love, and death, and tears aren’t rare,
And great folk neither see, nor care
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To share is human:
Aversion Rug
We play there with our pretty blocks
A world of beauty — all pretend —
Yet know what lurks beneath the floor
Is right there where
It’s always been
To share is human:
Human Workers
See the world of human workers:
Used and blandly cast aside,
With the trappings, and the comfort
Meretricious words provide
See the world of dust and shadows,
See humanity writ small:
Love’s a game for fools and beggars
Words we do not mean
At all
To share is human:
Dill Weed
What should we use for
License and permission?
The capital’s now shut to
Our ambition —
The powder reeks
Of avarice and spice;
An aftershock
Of smoothly-covered vice —
A smothering of
Cabinets and lust,
A bit of happiness
Ground into dust,
A spatter and a slather
And a skein
Of words of populism
Turned
Insane
To share is human:
Needing Feeding
We edit constantly
The colors that we allow
To cross our eyes
The problems we will
Admit to
And the stomachs
Needing feeding
Whose voices we
Will choose
To hear
