Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

look, I understand
my cloying feel-your-pain
language irritates you
but I can't do it alone
how should one appeal
for help, I can't stop
the killer descent of wages
the disappearance of health care
for 50 million citizens
the record unemployment
the murderous foreclosures
ripping our country to rags,
it bothers me that some men
build monuments to themselves
off the pain and suffering of others,
should I just play along, be PC
'cause it makes you uncomfortable
or should I ask you to join me
for a round of dissent and protest
the forgotten staples of democracy,
I really don't know what's correct
I'm really only sure that if I pretend,
go to the movies, the art museum
take a mindless walk through the fog,
I ain't going to feel any better, sure
I can write pretty poems with the best
of them, but today they turn my stomach
at this very moment my true wish is that
I could go back in time, like a combat vet
longs to do, to that other life before the fall
to the innocence of not knowing.

powerful poem with a strong theme.

damn this is cool...wanna read in fredROCK ON 22ND????????

thanx dadio.........and wireman mark, i would really love to hook up with you for a show, but alas, tuesdays and thursdays are out until May...please don't cross me off the list.......the warm weather is coming.....the juices of spring will flow like wine into summer........peace ( calm )

you'll always be on my list steve.........