Showing posts with label politics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label politics. Show all posts
Wednesday, December 5, 2018
Sunday, December 2, 2018
Inhabiting a Cardboard Box
| public domain photo - credits below |
Inhabiting a Cardboard Box
Perhaps
it should be
a prerequisite
for adulthood or
mayhap a co-op class
in conjunction with
Compassion 101.
Maybe it might be
a mandatory
mini-course
for anyone
accepting a job
as a public servant.
Certainly, it should be
part of the core curriculum
for a member of Congress
or a President of the U.S.
(or any other country
for that matter.)
PSC / 2018-Nov
public domain photo credits
Monday, November 26, 2018
What For?
| public domain photo - credits below |
What For?
Everyone
wants to squabble,
quibble, squawk,
and squeal,
and I’m
wholly fed up with listening
to every squeaky
wheel.
Denouncing
this, protesting that –
I can’t take
any more.
I really don’t
care
to hear WHAT
you’re against
just tell me,
please,
what are you
FOR?
PSC /
2018-Nov
public domain photo credits:
Sunday, November 25, 2018
Friday, November 23, 2018
Mr. Potato Head
| public domain photo - credits below |
Mr. Potato Head
As
a toddler and a young child
you
were always numero Uno;
your
life was Candy Land,
and
the world was just
a
Barrel Full of Monkeys.
With
watercolors,
finger-paints,
crayons,
and chalk
you
could color your cosmos
any
way you wanted it to be –
no one decreed
you
should stay
within
the lines.
As
you grew older,
perhaps
you discovered Life
could
sometimes be puzzling
and
(whether or not
you
went looking for it)
Trouble might eventually
(inevitably)
find
you.
Sooner
or later you may
(we
hope) wise up to the fact
that
it’s a lot harder
to
Connect the Dots
than
you ever imagined.
p.s.
Some of us are
wondering, in
fact,
if perhaps you’ve
already lost
your marbles.
PSC /
2018-Nov
public domain photo credits
Heart Breaking
| photo by PSC / 2012 |
Heart Breaking
One nation
under siege
in dissonance
sans liberty
sans justice
with walls
PSC / 2018-Nov
Monday, November 19, 2018
Sunday, November 18, 2018
Anti-Anti-Any(Every-)thing
Anti-Anti-Any(Every-)thing
It's so easy these days
to be anti-
anything (everything).
Our current culture's
overcome with skepticism,
criticism, negativism, but
what we could really use is
more "for", fewer "against".
Just you scout out some-
one (anyone) seeking
to float a balloon of hope
and you'll find hordes
of people, pumped up,
hoping only solely
to pop it, to stop it
before it takes flight, but
that just leads us nowhere.
Mother Teresa had it right:
Positivity gets you places,
(and Mr. Rogers knew how
to get from here to there:
"Look for the helpers.")
We just need to look for
(to find, to become)
those helpers
(those do-ers, do-gooders,
the gal Fridays, and
right-hand-men)
who'll help put the world
back together again.
So, thank you, Burt Bacharach,
(what the world needs now
IS love), and also perhaps,
(it certainly wouldn't hurt)
a plentitude of Pollyannas.
PSC/ 2018-Nov
Saturday, November 17, 2018
You Never Know
| public domain photo - credits below |
You Never Know
but, the veteran
but, the veteran
inhabiting a cardboard box,
who scours dumpsters daily
for something warm
to wear, to eat
(she knows)
the single parent
working three jobs
who needs decide
which bills to pay
and not
(he knows)
the inner city kids
waiting greedily
for their free
school lunches,
the lonely seniors,
anticipating a visitation
from Meals on Wheels,
the refugees
traipsing empty
but filled with hope,
fueled by dreams,
carrying their most
precious cargo
(they know)
but unless
displacement
by the next
natural disaster
finds YOU
waiting on FEMA,
or Red Cross, or
Americares,
or the kindness
of strangers,
you'll (probably)
never know.
PSC / NOV 2018
public domain photo credits
Friday, November 16, 2018
The Eyes Have It
Actual words and facts
appear to carry less
weight these days, but
perception is everything.
If she speaks softly,
cautiously, then
she's deemed timid,
weak, unfit to lead;
yet when he
does the same,
he's perceived as
powerful and
in control.
When she
raises her voice
(or her fist)
she's judged a shrew,
while he,
(on the other hand)
is regarded as resolute,
determined, decisive,
and passionate.
(That is, unless
he's black or brown -
then he's presumed
a threat.)
PSC / 2018-Nov
PD photo credits below (in order):
(1) woman's fist
(2) black fist
(1) woman's fist
(2) black fist
Thursday, November 15, 2018
In the Heart of the Beholder
| public domain photo by Alan Cleaver |
In the Heart of the Beholder
Catastrophe
can sometimes be
a matter of perspective.
Do you descry calamity
in a caravan
crossing your borders
or children confined to cages?
Is fatality defined
by the forfeiture
of gun rights
or human lives?
At times, disaster
is just the buzz
of an alarm clock
calling us to rise.
Can you hear
the ringing?
PSC / 2018-Nov
public domain photo credits
Wednesday, November 14, 2018
Past Imperfect
| public domain photo - credits appear below |
Past Imperfect
Will how we lived
and what we said
be held against us
once we're dead?
Might generations yet to be
view us all with enmity
for what we did
and didn't do?
We really haven't got a clue
what repercussions there might be
on any future progeny
(their drinking water, soil, and air)
Will they believe we didn't care?
I hope they know we did our best
and they forgive us all the rest.
If we’re lucky, they’ll be kind
and view us with an open mind.
Then, when it comes to placing blame
their grandchildren will do the same.
PSC / 2018-Nov
public domain photo - credits appear below
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