It’ll all come down
to what you see,
us in the lap of luxury
where what we want
taunts in flashes
and causes rashes
when our rations
are too big.
In this world
we have feelings built,
just because,
with the pause
of aesthetic appreciation
where observations
cross us
to create a desire
that expires
when we have to
convince ourselves
that we’re not enough
and that we need to act tough
for those rough
times ahead.
Actually listening
to what’s been said
over stations
and relations
as rebellions
are only heard
and the listeners are herded
off into silence
where the pretense
only has to last
for so long.
Just past
our social-ideology
that’s beyond the things
we want to see
that’s asking for more
that we can be,
or even become
what might be to some,
something that might be better.
And from just one person
we just might learn some
to find that area,
like advertising
that smothers the uprising
and mothers the conspiring
and promises the retiring
something to live for.

About Sean O'Gorman

Spoken Word poet from Ottawa. View all posts by Sean O'Gorman

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