Gargling utterances without aim,
Swearing and shouting without shame,
A mad woman holds up her sign;
“The government invented moonshine!”
She wails in the streets from sunrise,
Startling sleeping commuters in surprise,
With one long screeching wake-up call,
“The government is behind it all!”
She persists outside the shops,
She heralds at the traffic stops,
She informs anyone she can,
“The government has a secret plan.”
At nigh she makes her way home,
A shelter of plastic and styrofoam,
And she listens out at night,
As the protestors and cops fight.
There are cracks of a baton and a fist,
There are hisses of tear gas mist,
There are charging hooves and retreating feet,
There are sirens and cries throughout the street.
She tried to warn them before,
To prepare them for civil war,
But she knows to let things be,
Thinking “this world is too crazy for me.”
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Conor Matthews
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Comments (1)
Sometimes it's better to just mind our own business I guess. But it's easier said than done. Loved your poem!