politics, and sleep deprivation demons

Poetry woke me. it is not the first time, likely will not be the last. I have been working on two different projects as my poetry goes…I have been finding that I am writing a lot of political poetry…where I had not been before. I guess as I have aged my heart is just not in swallowing the rage I have been feeling for the way the world around me is. I don’t like saying nothing when I see a wrong being done. I have fought for my voice, so I guess I will have to use it. well not all of the poetry I have been writing is appropriate for this volume.

so I am writing two. I think the first one is either going to be smaller than my usual or take longer, I am not sure. it currently has twelve poems compared to the twenty nine in Handprints. Gathering Teardrops will be released in May and I am not sure if either of these will be available this year. I have a bit of a full schedule for publishing this year.

I will announce when each are done writing. I have another poem that is bouncing around my head wanting to be written, so I am writing instead of sleeping….sigh

oh…btw…I have an interview on Facebook on Friday…will post the link as soon as I get it.

on Politics

Dammit I wanted Bernie, 

not another closed mind, 

instead I was wanting someone 

who made me hope for mankind. 

Socialism should not be a fear, 

where kindness is a weapon 

against the masses 

and old men don’t have us 

tied up in the idea that we cannot be 

helping each other with no strings. 

why don’t we have social programs 

where people are not afraid 

of the violence that seems ingrained?

why is learning regulated,

where only the rich can afford it?

symptoms of the disease, 

classism, racism,  and greed!

Yeah,  those things cost money, 

but isn’t that what taxes are for?

the political system regulates 

bodies that they know nothing about, 

the average person is mired

in depression,  debt, and doubts.