the attorney…

his call button
went unattended
while
the night nurse
completed
mandatory forms
that
were developed
in response
to his last
law suit
his
death
was listed
due
to
natural
causes

astigmatism…

the metal
of public concern
was placed
upon
the bureaucratic
assembly line
heated in debate
hammered in the press
reviewed for quality
assurance
by attorneys
and
re-engineered
by congress
to become
a paperweight
for
corporate
agendas

garcia…

when were you
going to tell her
the truth about this city
this place of gray sorrows
extending into the sky
where social drums
signal the hate
and bias
of a culture
where in school
by her name
she’ll be placed
in an ESL class
whose halls of justice
are filled with attorneys
who will comment
her surname will keep
them employed for life
a city where
she will always be
a foreigner
in her own country
a social gypsy
tattooed with invisible ink
that all can see
she will feel the sting
as the needle imprints
her skin
with social venom

During the next few days, I will be on holiday…yes again…so I will be posting very few comments on your blogs…however I shall continue to post new poems here and hope that you will enjoy them.  Until then, cheers!

for a fee…

that tarnished
halo of yours
can be repaired
whether you’re
a recovering alcoholic
a mass murder
or a politician
it really doesn’t matter
our ad agency
and attorneys
can do the job
we of course start
with you
finding god
one appropirate
to the country of origin
setup some
commerical prayers
where the public
can inadvertently
see you
and
with the right
lighting
we recreate
your halo
add a divine
voice
or two
and
you’re
an instant
saint
of
course
for
a
fee