by Debashish Haar
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Rated "PG" by the Author.
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I am nobody, maybe I, may be you,
maybe me, may not be,
and I don’t have any name,
call me nameless, or just anon.
I arrive without any notice
and leave without any gaze,
nobody would write a book
or award a trophy to me.
I would be fooled, cheated,
tormented, and at times
I would have my small moments
to fool, cheat, and torment.
I am 20 and 75 at the same time,
it hardly matters as I would
never run for the elections;
would never possess my opinion,
whenever I would have,
it would be one of the
I am nobody, I am a collective noun:
all the big consumer companies
target me, they put me inside
their dimensions of profits,
and then they would eat bubble and speak bubble,
and I would occupy a region
in those bubbles that swell
each time one of us gets inside.
When I don’t accept this change, I get exchanged
like currencies, only the exchange rates rise and fall.
I am often conned, but I forget
who conned me, as I have short term memory.
I am the most unoriginal innovation
in this planet as I need to copy
to prove that I have learned.
I am segmented, demented,
forecasted, and remain
the poor CONsumer.
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|Reviewed by Duke LaRance
|Hey old Buddy ~ long time no see. You perceive nuances that most people couldn't even imagine and express them so eloquently.
duke larance ~ the drugstore cowboy poet
Muskodayn Bishkikee Ziishib (Buffalo Duck) -- the Metis MasterBlaster
|Reviewed by Kate Burnside
|a fine exposition, Debs, that is very comprehensive though also broken down into all its component parts. Some lovely visuals here, too, and I am left with an impression of a centipede or caterpillar bumping up and down in its bobbly stride and chewing through everything in its way... guess Alice in Wonderland therefore comes to mind with its crazed associations, too... eat me, drink me! Hope you're feeling back on top; good to see you here :)) xx|
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|I am segmented, demented,
forecasted, and remain
the poor CONsumer
Good points made through your verses here, Debs. Thank you for sharing them. Love and peace,
|Reviewed by jude forese
|the CONsumer mindset is the antitheses of human nature and is encompassing the planet ...
your put this poem together really well, Debs ...
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|You've created a host of thoughts about the so-called, average man. Great write.