John-Ward Leighton


the news prattles on about
unsold condos and fifteen year old unwed moms
as my city takes its unwelcome taxpayer bath
in the future consequences of our Olympic folly

someone should tell them
we are in a depression
but they shy away from the word
as if by not saying it will cause it to not happen

royal weddings that are supposed
to take the sting of massive job losses away
as if watching upper class twits get married
will make the nation’s blues go away

the talking heads
with their full meal stomachs
debate our pointless war Afghanistan in the name of human rights
what human rights are served in a drone attack on another tribal wedding

we watch as the financial architects of our demise
gorge on the corpse of our economy
justice, there is none that I can see
there is no truth on their lips on the edge of the environmental apocalypse

in the darkness of the dawn
my electronic music beats on and on
as I sit in my gaunch and type my fear wishing I were
somewhere not here

©Copyright 2010 by John-Ward Leighton
©Copyright 2010 by John-Ward Leighton

This poem prompted the response, “Thoughts on Here – And Out There” – ©Copyright November 18, 2010 by William H.A. Willbond MSM, CD