Poetry ought to do things right
and document reality—
but modern muses lose the fight
Out-doing themselves, our leaders all
Who gave them this satanic call
to demonize normality ?
In showing off their dubious worth,
the nation’s ignobility
transform to Babel all the earth
They can’t go One-World fast enough
Their matriarchy’s mom is tough,
Milk of reptilian global beast:
offers her withered poison breast
They pour across. We help them in
our taxes fund their brand-new life
YOU finish it
SOME PRE-FAB STARTERS:
PROMPT #2: write a poem that similarly resists closure by ending on a question,
inviting the reader to continue the process of reading
(and, in some ways, writing) the poem even after the poem ends.
but there is no one-world of humankind.
We will NOT evolve into groovy global citizens of a unified planet without borders, armies, or national cultures. We will not educate the coming generations into harmonious conscientious co-existence. Of course these things are good —yes, but it will not happen, so sorry to inform you.
Linking the entire race together by intuitive ergonomic technologies will NOT resolve the problems of mankind.
Adopting gender-neutral planet-centered jargon will NOT bring mankind into a new paradigm, and we are NOT, so sorry to say,
“returning to the Great Mother” or any other such matriarchal malarkey. Becoming image-based and branding for environmental awareness will not alter mankind’s predicament. Random acts of kindness and poetic terrorism are useless.
Forcible re-education of those who will not live as loyal subjects of the benevolent One-World dictatorship will NOT work. Liquidation of dissidents and malcontents will not work either. Sorry about that. I know you were looking forward to a lot of those wonderful things. But let us be realistic.
The fusion of science and “spirituality” will not change the world by bringing us into a new age. Nope. Even if EVERY SINGLE ONE OF US aligned our chakras before the end of the Mayan calendar, it still would be nothing more than a flash in the Pangaea in the blink of a third eye…
Go ahead, get mad. It’s OK.