Grin and Burn in Solidarity

We carry our ideals in our ever expanding bellies,
wobbling around with like-mind friends and rellies,
oh where is youth that promised us space views?
Gone in the vacuity of faux Fox News.

The promise we had of bright new worlds,
buried in lies of corporate turds.
Hope lies yet in the power of solidarity,
despite being disenfranchised by global disparities.

Our hope lies in more than the death of corporate personhood,
We each have the power of the common good,
all in the solidarity of the here and now,
not the lie of a post-mortem vow.

Most of all what needs shredding, burning with a grin
is the stinking vile concept of original sin.

About This Poem

Last Few Words: Composed in 5 minutes flat for a cousin who asked what's wrong with the world.

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Sydney, Australia, AUS

Favorite Poets: The Romantics, The Mersey Sound, The Beats and, of course, The Bard

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Comments

Seren

11 years 4 months ago

Jess

Bloody Hell, I loved it, I am under the weather tonight and I was just reading before bed but I will be back tomorrow night to see if I cant offer anything, I just wanted to let you know I was here.

5mins ? shaking my head ...just imagine...

Most of all what needs shredding in a a burning bin
is the stinking vile concept of original sin.

you have an extra "a" in the second last line btw just noticed it...

Jayne x

weirdelf

11 years 4 months ago

thanks, possum!

Well spotted on the 'a', ta.

weirdelf

11 years 4 months ago

My reading

https://soundcloud.com/jess-tapper/grin-and-burn-in-solidarity

raj

11 years 4 months ago

A nice eye opener message about what's happening around the world and to not get carried away by the false sugar coated promises and lies meted out by the corporates and if I may add the politicians too...nice read...

Too quiet here being past midnight here. I will listen to your read tomorrow..

Regards,

weirdelf

11 years 4 months ago

ta Raj

I'm afraid it's more than sugar-coated promises. It is life, death, the false promises of death and the undermining of the human spirit. Perhaps my irresistable injections of humour dilute the message.