An experiment in creativity
Take your bad dreams
Your fears,
Your doubts
Take them down to the winding river
Set them in the water,
And watch them go
Down, down, down
Till the river tips,
The water bends,
And then they fall,
Nightmares, fears, doubts and all,
Down the wayfaring waterfall.
Ladies and gentlemen, BEHOLD!!! My first foray into cheesy tuna casserole!!
I know the world is looking at America right now and thinking “Wow, am I glad I don’t live there!” With a weak government, a court system of fanatical maniacs and a money-laundering operation that might just bring about the end of humanity, things are fucked like a kid on Epstein’s island (too soon?)
And that’s just America’s problems!! I mean, if the nations my readers live in are doing okay by them, great! But as comfy as I am, I still feel a sense of dread about how things are going, and WHERE things will lead.
I’m writing this to let anyone else who feels like this is a Bronze Age collapse but with WiFi and cars know: they’re sane. It’s normal to feel so stressed at the state of the world. I’d worry about the people who not only aren’t stressing, but enjoying these events. They’re the dangerous ones…
I also want everyone to know that if we want things to get better, we have to band together. Create links to people, online and in person, so you all can get through the storms. Also, might be a good time to learn how to grow and raise food outside the grocery store. Just a thought.
Well, that’s all for now. Till next time, friends!!
My best friend died today in a pool of blood,
Shot by a cop.
He was protesting for equality
For equity,
But none of that matters to those boys in blue.
They came within minutes,
Bullying,
Beating,
Dragging protesters and throwing them in the squad cars.
How many will we see again?
Not my friend.
He tried to stop the cops from beating his girlfriend.
So they shot him.
When they are asked about it weeks later they will say
“He should’ve known his place”
Yet they never have to learn theirs…
When the world falls
And the bulkheads break,
Will we still look for a hero
Amongst all the fakes?
Will we stand tall
And confront calamity
Will we be able to find
An escape from insanity?
We can hope for the best
But prepare for the worst
All ends are beginnings
Not the last of us,
But the first
Of a new age.
Millions for others
But nothing for us
Our government is looting us
Leaving us to go bust.
Want an education?
Well fuck you,
Give that funding to police
And incarceration!
If you hate how things are
Fuck you again!
Only two parties to choose
Only two to choose
So choose how you die
Starving or screaming,
What’s your choice?
You’ll love the ruling class
You don’t have a voice,
They do what they want
Get away with what they want too,
Cause the law is for us poors
So get down on your floors
Or you and your children be shot
Our troops are merciless
And a little bit Nazi
But don’t badmouth them
Or you’re the enemy!
What a state
This nation is in
One foot in the grave
The other in the shitter
I know this poem isn’t great
But as protest it is wittier!
They keep their hands clean
We work in the shit
They keep their hands clean
We work in the shit
They keep their chins high
We hang our heads low
They keep their chins high
We hang our heads low
They keep their chins high!!!
😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡
While we work they destroy
What little we have left
While we work they destroy
What little we have left
While we work
(Harder, harder)
They destroy!
While we work
(Till you drop)
They destroy!
While They keep their hands clean
(How much will we take?)
While They keep their hands clean
(How much will we take??)
While They keep their heads high
(How much will we take?!?)
While they keep their heads high!!!
This was written out of anger at the way things are and a general hatred of the status quo. Also, I found out that cops at Uvalde locked a school shooter in a classroom with children-with his intended victims!!-and did nothing as a whole class died.
“I feared for my life, so I shot an unarmed man!!” “I feared for my life, so I didn’t shoot a heavily armed man!!” WHY DO WE HAVE COPS?! I’ll tell you why-to keep us down!! They only work to subjugate us! They’re the rich man’s attack dogs!
I’m just so angry. Can you tell I live in America? I’m fed up with this country…
Till next time, everyone…
The state of things
They could be better, can’t they?
Hope to freakin’ God
They stop getting worse!!
To my brothers in arms, respect
To my sisters of mercy, kindness
To the sons of liberty, respect
To the daughters of freedom, love
To my family, hope
To my enemies, destruction
-If you haven’t guessed I get really political at times! Hard not to when an entire government of upper class men is trying to kill you and everyone you care about…
I’m working on a Tom and Vince story! A kind of reboot of sorts after I left everything dangling for a bit. I don’t know how long it’ll take-I tend to write from the seat of my pants 😬 but soon, I hope…
Till next time!
The dust, the dust
Please pardon the dust
It won’t stop anything,
In that I will trust.
All over the curtains
The books, the halls!
I must start to cleaning
Lest it cover us all!!
Studio CreatiV: The Writings and poetry of Dustin Plank