A Starting Point

Let us turn our backs to moderation.
Let us be extreme.  One tires of those
Who hesitate, who check things twice,
And proceed with such caution that they
Seem almost to paralyze the hands of time.
Let's drive at supersonic speeds, and fling
Ourselves into the ocean, tell our torpid
Politicians that we don't want things
To change.  We want them wrecked,
And then replaced, the oligarchies
Stripped of wealth and marched,
At gunpoint, into jails, the cops,
Themselves, chased down and shot,
And all the deeds to capital distributed
To those whose labor built it once,
And use it now, and, failing that,
The revolution which our cautious
Nation needs, let's carve and eat
Imprudent pieces of this Roquefort
Cheese.





Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-07-29 at 00:17

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Sameen
What an amazing poem! I swear you're the perfect mix of Jack Gilbert and Kenneth Rexroth. I love your poems and especially this one. I echo everything you've said!
2022-08-03


Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
I sometimes feel that there needs to be some huge event, like a revolution, or perhaps a natural disaster to change the way the World works. I still cling to that thought at times, but then think that we have just had a huge natural disaster by way of Covid... and that divided people yet again! What is wrong with human beings? A fine thought provoking piece of penmanship, Lawrence.

Allen
2022-07-30