My Dark Poem
This is a dark poem
not dark with ghosts and blood spatters
not dark with a grinning killer
my poem is not a bloody
amusement park fantasy
of suicides and gamboling corpses
my dark poem is about you.
As you were eating your fecal hamburger today
stacked corpses were being used to block roads.
As you were bloating your belly with
carbonated corn syrup
and feeling mildly depressed
the highest court in the land sold you
to Walmart and Monsanto.
My poem is about something dark
that happened today.
Laboring children got their fingers caught in machinery
others picked through garbage.
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