Turn Into Fiends (4th Version) Poem by Margaret Alice Second

A bundle of feistiness, anger mounting each
time self-professed superior colleagues have
loud conversations on how important they are
in the work they do - teams of two pairing in
loud, long discussions on their daily toil

Alone I prevail as camaraderie doesn’t come
naturally to me; only things I have to give are
self-deprecation & idea-explication - such as
why not install proper toilets in rural schools;
pupils die in septic latrine pits; why not stop

Rapists assaulting babies & young children
by banning sexuality as a consumer-aimed
marketing strategy; in our society where the
inflamed, hormone-driven people live, this
advertising fuels their feverish desires

Why profess surprise when targeted groups
turn into fiends - society’s cynical hypocrisy
showcases the moral bankruptcy of modern
systems; when will our words reach ears of
caring politicians or influence the moguls

And when will we start listening?


[ORIGINAL: ]

A bundle of aggression, anger mounting every time
two superior colleagues have a loud conversation to
advertise to all how important their work & how very
important they are in doing it, people work in pairs
having long loud discussions in their daily toil

But I continue on my own as camaraderie does not
come naturally to me, explaining an idea and self-
deprecation the only things I have to offer, the only
altruistic humanitarian thing left to do in South Africa
is going from school to rural school to install

Toilets as pupils have been dying in dirty latrine pits,
the only way to stop rapists from assaulting babies &
young children is to stop using sexuality as the driving
force for advertising in our consumer society in which
these hormone-driven maddened people live

The modern marketing strategy is to drive desire to a
feverish pitch then profess surprise when the targeted
community turn into fiends; such hypocritical behaviour
showcases the moral bankruptcy of our civilisation

4 February 2014