Remedial Scrooge 101
by Odin odin@aflx.com — Read all 3,869 poems by Odin odin@aflx.com
Not one to purposely preach a better way, but being only human, I slip now and then, and try as I might, that sermon beats me up. Indulge me for just a few moments. Then we can both look in the mirror together and take score. (One can only shake their head after reading the link.)
http://www.allvoices.com/news/11565051-kanye-wests-charity-spends-more-than-500g-annually-donates-0-report-says
Thursday, December 19, 2013
Remedial Scrooge 101
by Odin Roark
Used to window watch
Now only entrance watch
You know
That place where so much
Self–indulgence enters
Where the last time
You saw a mink-clad damsel
Drop even a nickel in the Salvation Army kettle
Doesn’t even qualify as history--Jack
How about the less obvious
“Got my blinders on, bug off” mind set
Ferragamo shoes
Fur, fur, fur draping the shoulders
Facial scrub
So obvious
(Making the Boehner tan obscenely cheap looking)
Obligatory Saks shopping bag
Swinging casually
Above the leash
Holding back the coiffed white poodle
Leaving in their wake
His and her noxious cologne
Ah such carefree nescience
But
Hey
Nobody promised them a weed garden
Not if that ruthless climb to the top of hubristic glory
Is pursued with the compassionless zest
Akin to that of the delusional and mangled minds before
Yes
Mangled is the operative word
For far too many
Incapable of seeing past their narcissism
Are but deception’s space junk seeking a landing
Any landing
And yes
There are exceptions
Humans deserving some attention
The few charitable Gates-Buffet Give Pledgers
The Bono’s
Pitts
And Jolies
Maintaining that modicum of sanity
Knowing they weren’t always so flush
Trying to keep their eye on the ball
Trying to influence us to keep our eye on the bounce
And our drifting eye on the space
Between gravity and the weightlessness of ignorance
This time of the year
Either serves our consciousness
Or condemns us to another year
Drifting further with that dastardly trajectory
Known as Scrooge’s orbit
Rx
You are a saint of this earth. Keep writing powerful forms like this at times like this and maybe, just maybe, the masses will mobilize.
Ron
budd