Kurt Barekman

Rookie - 84 Points (01/17/94 / Planet Earth)

Cancer - Poem by Kurt Barekman

I am not a brand
Alone Here I stand
Am I in command?
Nay, not in this land

Advertisements Swirl
All around I twirl
Anger built, fist curl
Seeing red, I hurl

The sole focus me
A campaign to see
Where the limits be
The ends, of my glee

Dopamine, my friend
A means to an end
To fill wallet bend
Polyfiber blend

Manipulation
Wrong medication
Depreciation
Across the Nation

Topic(s) of this poem: political


Comments about Cancer by Kurt Barekman

  • Kelly Kurt (10/7/2015 1:21:00 PM)


    A very nicely written and deep poem, Kurt. Thanks (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 11, 2015



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