Land of Opportunity

After an interval which may have passed somewhat
Productively, I fall back into my still-warm chair.
Another codeine pill consumed, a hip which goes
On aching as if kicked by a malicious horse
Immobilized and put into a place to minimize
Its pain. I read the news. The dull parade
Of rich white men intent on growing richer
And controlling more continues. On the midway,
All the sideshows play: the women who've been
Fondled speak to catcalls claiming they are whores,
The black men shuffle off to jail, as porcine
Crackers wave their pistols, saying, "We must
Have these things to keep from being harmed
By them." The Bible's more important than
The Consitution everywhere. The same old shit,
In other words, on network news and midway
Stage; no sign of productivity. My tablet slides
Out of my hands, and I go back to sleep.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-10-02 at 17:02

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