Monday, June 22, 2015

poem of the day 06.22.15

hashtag nation

i sit here scratching bug bites
reading twitter posts from the moral majority

thousands of hashtags screaming out in protest
from behind their computer screens

sickened by this week’s tragedy

yet the streets of dissention are empty on this block
save the homeless picking through the trash

i wonder where the protest is

or is it enough to voice your outrage
in one hundred and forty characters or less?

is it enough to post a meme of some injustice
to feel all warm and self-righteous inside?

i look for the debate
between the ads for amazon and hot dog stuffed pizza

but it’s just trite bullshit and platitudes

no more than a collective shrug from the slaves
binge streaming episodes of the latest netflix

a candlelight vigil by proxy
a feel good moment before the next set of bullets fly

and when they do it’ll be the same crap

millions of smug illiterates opting for love and hate
hashtagging away their empire of illusion

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as the presidents wags his finger in shame
and the corporate masters of disasters
push out another war or hollywood bimbo

drunk and stumbling from a neon club

dangling her like string in our hive mind

to help ease the dark moments back into the trivial

before the debate even begins

so we can forgive and forget the trail of blood
pouring into the dying ocean

just like all of the other ones before it

                                                                       


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