POEMS: Mass Cur Aid and Just Desserts
These were written to interpret the CPC Simple Sunday Picture challenge‘s featured image, entitled “To Be Or Not To Be, by Romanian artist Ishyndar.
Mass Cur Aid
Beneath darkening skies where pure truth belies
the choices of voices inside of the cries,
the agonies of raw uncertainty’s muse
struggle to find the right language to use.
Dapper the joker made dark silhouette
projected by hollowness no one could vett.
So how could he understand who he should be
when looming catastrophe’s source was just…he?
Across level checkerboard, flooding the game,
drowning the forestland man would not tame,
Bishops and knights ran away from high tide
caused by soft gangsters who wanted free ride.
Thus was the future left up in the air:
would free man survive or be forced to share
all that he earned with entitlement breed
riding a paper utopian steed?
Copyright July 14th 2012 RGD
Just Desserts
Capone left alone was shone barely alive.
Hell in a cell where he could not connive.
Well he could connive, but to little avail
with syphilis eating his will to prevail.
Thus to the two-faced deceptual breed
which strives to arrive at the end with a lead
by amoral means and nefarious ways
till some exposition deposes that phase.
Though not as exciting to those who need doubt,
virtuous methods will always win out.
Preserving the smile side when crying begins
by positive posers who’ve hidden their sins.
Copyright July 15th 2012 RGD
Wonderful writes to this art, Bob! :love: