Transcendental Sonnet #1302:
If the Shoe Fits: Stuff it!
Author's Note: This sonnet is not about contemporary Germans, Americans,
or anybody in particular except for narrow people who are fond of censorship
wherever they are, and they are everywhere.
Grandma used to call the Nazis "Noxies"
A reference to their obnoxiousness
Now as I suffer under their proxies
I understand what she meant more than less
Finding their fetters to be demeaning
I would rather speak plain and be borne away
By Neanderthals in the broad light of day
Captive poetry cries out for its meaning
One tires of being ruddy bloody mincing
So do your worst you cowardly hypocrites!
The status quo is false and unconvincing
And who do I mean then? Well if the shoe fits:
Stuff it! For I will be a doormat no more
But I will be happy to show you the door
+Steven Curtis Lance
Copyright MMV Silke LLC
Felix
You always produce brilliant work and so I won't comment on the technical aspects of this poem. As always it is perfect. What I would like to say is that I read anger in this one but anger can be a positive emotion if applied correctly. Don't let it bring you down but by all means DON'T be a doormat. You are far too special for that.
Take care precious friend
Love Chanti
i enjoyed your work.
hugs
krissy