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dysfunctional poetry seems like dysfunction is my only friend been that way since my beginning but now i'm closer to the end, it follows and dogs me through miles of years dysfunctional childhood reform school and such hard labor a lifetime if you ever got out painkillers on every corner, in bottles and cans or get a prescription, directly from the man it always takes more to get through each day while marriages pile up like fallen leaves the everywhere war exacts a steep pschological toll and the scars add up to survival but you wonder what for... sickened by the sight of the poor being preyed upon sickened worse by the guns permeating our fabric mass shootings so common they barely raise a brow say a word and their shouts will outdo their explosive reports dysfunctional leadership, shunned science, and well fed fear equals or borders on fascism; yet even the Nazi's embraced science times like these, truth can be nearly impossible to find, it's there somewhere, you just can't touch it Even Jesus said seek, He didn't say truth would come in the morning paper or cable news He did say a camel can easily pass through a needle's eye long before a rich man will ever get to heaven i find those words relieving when i hear about corporations' rights, or how many people have lost their homes, or how it's a crime to not have anywhere to sleep, or live. And the meek shall inherit the earth... |
This Poem was Critiqued By: Ellen K Lewis On Date: 2012-04-13 23:49:12
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Wow Mark! This is deep. In your opening I sense hopelessness. In the next verse I feel desperation. And there is some irony in there too. In the end I want to smirk and say 'yeah!'. I wish I knew more about you, as the author, in order to help me put it together better. But since I do not, I'm going with my personal reflections. Hope I'm right with you!
It seems ironic too, that your title proves you wrong! This piece is wonderfully functionable (if u will). It has redeeming quality's! So perhaps, it should be dysfunctional poet on a cross...well anyway, I like your poem and I hope you bring us more :)
~smiles~ Ellen