A Three Minute Rant

27 Oct

2013 House of Representative Blues

They sit there judging in their immensity

 cheeks without scars,

tee shirts with no visible nipples.

Only their bias

and adherence to laws

 they like

 and those they refuse

to enact.

They are all excited

upholding their own

god’s opinion.


I keep exclaiming,

I am not a criminal,

I am, an out-law

by citizenship.

What do you mean I can’t live here?


you sentence to poverty;

to reconsider my life,

to adjust my out-look

of minimum wage.

 Kicking my ass,

demeaning my life,

demanding, to be as Holy

(or un –holy when necessary)

like you.

To accept everything

you say as truth.

Thumping the bible

or buying ammo

and an automatic rifle.

Oh ya, make that two!


I can’t pay the cost

for my freedom

let alone my incarceration.

How much do I really owe

for this  “Bill” of Rights?

 No unemployment,

less Social Security,

and the county infirmary.

I am unable to say thank you

in this short of time.


You complain that my lower

 middle class

is draining the economy.

You take away our radios,

control the price of television,

diminish our pencils with a power point,

and virtual paper.

You listen and stalk my conversations

to be labeled and graded.

Your economy

is supported through old megaphones,

carried by political liars

that are wired to explode.


Soon, you will have to wash

and fix your own cars,

or, without mechanics,

to neuter miniature barking robots;

eventually unable to trust

the media cooks

to feed  your lovers

and armed surrogates.


You write editorial

letters to yourself.

(Hearing us talk of a revolution

through evolution without chaos.

Disbanding MBAs’ greed,

and their broker institutions

for a lighter more palatable fare

of profit and dreams).


Those who have exhausted

our patience for the need

of more than one home

go off shore.

Not to live,

but to follow their predecessors

who plundered this land

and its settlements,

with lines and displacement;

seeking other impoverished people

to exchange bubble gum and soda

for washing  Mercedes Benzes.


They too will become

A new race for complaint.

Allowing them to rent

slums and live

the illusionary American advertising. 

 Oppressed as a new class

with white bread and injected meat;

with enough chemical protein

to keep them working.

You will import them

until they bleed,

and that’s  just down the street.


Politicians? Dead puppets

on wealthy life-support strings,

unable to tax them

as, they sap

and suck out

“health care whores”

 living on government crackers

and block cheese.


Dear editor,

Let me die,

let me freeze,

shoot me if you please.

It will be cost-effective

and less to feed!

And, besides,

there is more out there,

oh ya,

for the taking! Yup, for free.


Yours, Gravely

C. U. Later



Posted by on October 27, 2013 in AARP, Mill Street, Outlaw, Poetry, Politics, religion, unemployed


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22 responses to “A Three Minute Rant

  1. Sherry Marr

    December 11, 2013 at 5:11 pm

    Damn! this is fantastic! “Dead puppets on wealthy life-support strings” and the “health care whores living on crackers and blocks of government cheese”. A fabulous rant. It is always the impoverished who get the squeeze, so those at the top can maintain their luxuries. Hasnt changed much since the middle ages, really.


  2. Madeleine Begun Kane

    October 29, 2013 at 6:30 am

    A powerfully effective rant of a poem!


  3. ZQ

    October 29, 2013 at 2:59 am

    Thank you Abin…


  4. ZQ

    October 29, 2013 at 2:54 am

    Thank you for comment. It was well recieved.
    I do believe the “onion” is being peeled in our thinking. (to a core of self acceptance giving us a better understanding of “another”).
    I guess I displayed a little impatience 🙂


  5. ZQ

    October 29, 2013 at 2:44 am

    Perceptive, you are 😀 …Ya, I’m kinda’ happy I’m at the top of the Ferris wheel. But, I have an awesome faith in the Youth of the world. 🙂
    Nice to see you.


  6. Abin Chakraborty

    October 28, 2013 at 6:57 pm

    a machine gun blast in verse.awesome.


  7. 1sojournal

    October 28, 2013 at 5:21 pm

    I believe that poets are the prophets of their age and reality. Even though prophets were seldom welcomed by the people, they created sparks and that is never a bad thing. You call it a rant but it is well conceived and written, and definitely throws sparks. Hoping a few start fires in lots of imaginations.



  8. dsnake1

    October 28, 2013 at 3:46 pm

    hmm, shades of ginsberg.

    you do sound pissed off, but current events are not too, uplifting? 🙂


  9. ZQ

    October 28, 2013 at 3:10 pm

    yes, but not above their “strings” 🙂


  10. ZQ

    October 28, 2013 at 2:57 pm

    …There are some days my “confusion” wrestles with my “understanding” and when it seems to have an upper hand I Rant 🙂
    as always thanks for the visit (and everyone else of course)


  11. Sumana Roy

    October 28, 2013 at 2:29 am

    yes…dead puppets they are….but aren’t they omnipotent?……..a fantastic write up……


  12. grapeling

    October 27, 2013 at 9:12 pm

    Yes. Nailed. ~ M


  13. ZQ

    October 27, 2013 at 8:51 pm

    Yes and there will always be a “class” struggle…but it doesn’t have to be “to the death”


  14. Gabriella

    October 27, 2013 at 8:41 pm

    You obviously feel very strongly about a number of current issues. I guess we are lucky to live in parts of the world where we can freely express what bothers us about our respective governments.


  15. ZQ

    October 27, 2013 at 8:14 pm

    Yes, we need to learn to accept things before we ask for more.
    Thank You.


  16. ZQ

    October 27, 2013 at 8:10 pm

    Yup! Including our own…hard not to be illusionary 🙂


  17. ZQ

    October 27, 2013 at 8:08 pm

    I believe that too.
    Thank you


  18. ZQ

    October 27, 2013 at 8:07 pm

    Thank You Paul…keep your hands up, until I leave 🙂
    Trick or Treat!


  19. AudreyHowitt (@AudreyHowitt)

    October 27, 2013 at 7:01 pm

    The loss of trust as we become fodder for their income generating machine–I think you nailed it


  20. brian miller

    October 27, 2013 at 5:54 pm

    strong. upholding their own
    god’s opinion….ha, dont we all…the judging and sentencing to poverty and the illusion
    of the american dream as well..its all in advertising….


  21. Mary

    October 27, 2013 at 4:52 pm

    Ah yes, points well made! The voice of ‘the people’ often is a poet. Smiles.


  22. Paul F. Lenzi

    October 27, 2013 at 4:46 pm

    oh yeah! – some of the best outlaw style poetry I’ve seen



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