Sunday, May 31, 2020

Twerp (They come in many forms)

Another poem that seems too close to the present
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Oh undignified twerp of yesterday,
On the short air train ride, how did your day go?
I signify you, for a short blerb,
Did you feel too important,
As you huffed and swiped the crumb of paper,
Some one's reminder , left , lost to the heaps ,
To trash is its future, laid waste , a reminder , perhaps
Of a delta flight taken, a piece  to board and seat,
Weary traveler long gone, his reminder left,
Yet you swiped it at me ,
Your  entitled huff says it all ....
In your head disdain , you see an immigrant,
In it you see Black or Hispanic,none else blind as you are
You can't even read people or know countries,
Limited , almost dumb, is how I see you .
Yet you see not, nor look ...
Your whiteness  you forget is just a few genes coding ,
Melanine  it seems , you go back to serve and greet,
Again a few passengers on yet another flight...
A captain you are not , not even a supervisor ....
Did you see the Korean couple snicker at your haughty ways?
Guess not ... too important in a small swelling in your brain,
You do not see, just resent  and fume,
Swelling of entitled self, with not even ample  melanine  in you...
Oh you insignificant twerp , with stripe of cabin crew ,
Donned just in your epidermis, you seethe every day, oh you twerp...

( poem by Pc-3, 10/21/18)

addendum
Oh insignificant twerps, what you donn differ, the insides all stay
Your swelled brain can't heed , the call to compassion,
No , the lack can never gain, lacks all, all around you,
Lack in melanine, lack in humanity,lack of all that is worth of soul,
With no soul  you are no human, you breathe just hate,
With no soul, no sight ...life wasted in shape of human , oh twerps,
God weeps  again for just the leaves and the wind hears it ,
With our sighs and tears the wind bears it all....
(poem by Pc-3, 05/30/2020)


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