Friday, March 25, 2011

Despair (poem)

Despair

I despair for those
who will outlive me

their world soon enough
will become horrific

getting even worse
through all their days

voting and all that
never fixes anything

the elected President
always belies the campaign

Wall Street gets anything
it wants rich getting richer

nobody protests money anyway
because everybody wants it

and here's the final insult
Nature is sick of us

Nature is sick of us
before we're sick of ourselves

instead of riots in the streets
earthquakes floods and fissure

and as we await Death
we cry out for God

passing the buck
even at the end

in one final gasp
rejecting responsibility

--Charles Deemer

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