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22 July, 2007

The World Vote

Who sees
When another
Wannabe
Parades their
Arse
On TV?
The World Sees.
And is ready
To please
The arse
Who needs
This ravenous
Validity
And will make
Themselves broke
To vote
And prolong the
Joke
Of this perpetual
Fallacy
Of 30 second
Celebrity.

But does
The World Vote
To stop young hands
Slitting another
Young throat?
Can’t fix
What ain’t broke
As this
Chain of command
Has been doing
The route
For centuries.
The World knows
The truth
But is side blinded
To the root
The cause
And effect
Of Systematic
Neglect
Of school reports
That project
Young black boys
As a threat
Then fail to
Protect
Their needs
And good intent

The family structure
Too
Is black and blue
From generations
Who bore the
Scars of
Emasculation
Only had mummy
To do
What some daddies
Never learnt to.
Thus leaving her to
Guide her sons thru
The minefield
Of manhood
When she herself
Stood
Still, recovering from
A minefield
Detonation
Wounded, she
Leans on
The State
As a husband.
Out of the minefield
Into a Nuclear Station.

Yet she Sojourns on
‘Cause the Truth
Is she has
Ambition
And Sheer
Determination
To get her
Young son
And his brother
Safely to the
Adult border
Around Trident,
Court Orders,
Stop and Search
Micky D drive-thru orders
Bling cultures
A myriad of
Freeloaders and
Other people’s lustful
Daughters
And sons
The ones with guns
The misogynistic ones
Who only see
Arse and tits
On a hoe
And a bitch
And slow motioned
Hunnies, licking
Parted lips
With breasts that
Shimmer
With glitter;
In a pum-pum printa
That wines
On hot-housed hips
Portrayed in many a
Music video
Shit.
Where MTV is
God
And the Devil is
The Apprentice
Discovery
A National Geographic
Documentary
In this negated
Tragedy
Where the only
Escape from reality
Is to be
A wannabe
On National TV
Where the World
Will then see
Their seemingly ravenous
Need
For Validity.

Vote please.

Deborah Harper © 22/07/07

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

perfect rhyme in your poem,
loved reading it,
beautiful flow.

Anonymous said...

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Jingle said...

I invite you to join our Monday poetry potluck this coming week, the theme for week 6 (October 18) is 7 sins…if you could write a poem on one of the sins, link to our potluck, that’s would be a bliss to us, you could simply link in a random poem to share, the pleasure is all yours.
check out us at http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/,
our potluck is open Sunday 8pm to Wednesday, 8am.
Hope to see you in our team this week.