"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Days Like Alice

There are days I am like Alice
Falling down a rabbit hole into Wonderland
Inhabited by easily recognizable creatures
Who act in an unrecognizable manner

Preachers touting to live a life without sin
When behind the rectory door
They are consumed with acting out their lust

Parents who should nurture and love their children
Are striking the most defenseless
With verbal and physical abuse

A country that fought to gain the right of freedom
Of religion and freedom from unjust rule
Finds its legislators embroiled in partisan politics

Greed has sent its plague to infect
Many who are in positions of monetary investment
Robbing those who were just trying to secure their future

There seems to be a collective insanity
Strangling mankind at any given moment
Honorable sacrificed on the altar of selfishness

It leaves me wanting to claw my way
Back up the tunnel to escape
And wonder if I am the one who is mad


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