inconsidéré…

inconsidere

shall i call out
in the night
to god
to protest
how the earth
has swallowed up
the souls
of the poor
souls
that move
without form
in the eyes
of the rich
eyes shaded
by cool-ray greed
and
arrogant disdain
for words
like
there
but for
the grace
of god
go i
words
as they
speak them
are
always
accompanied
with
a sigh
thinking
all the while
they prefer
the words
to
let
sleeping dogs
lie
and
what shall i
go out
and
buy
today
each time
they go out
to support
the economy
all those
poor
souls
are cluttering up
their roadways
with
signs
pleading
for assistance
they need
to go out
and
find
a real job
to support their families
indeed
these noble souls
have yard work
that needs
to be done
of course
they’re unwilling
to pay
very much
for
such work
but
it’s the sole
of the boot
they’re offering
someone else
can
offer
the straps

5 thoughts on “inconsidéré…

  1. I haven’t been around WordPress for a long while, and it’s wonderful to see that you’re still going strong. You’ve written a poem that stands firmly in its work boots with worn soles.

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