David Floren

Half Its Charm

Shortsighted.
Big Theodore Roosevelt wasn’t.
Men make themselves woozy with want.

In their greed,
Their greed! Grown tough.
“Even stuffed greed grows fond of growth, ”
Huffs and puffs Selfishness.

Will I let this occur?
If you let this occur am I
Permitted (the Rough Rider wouldn’t) to

Rob?
Our heritage (our being becomes)
A country of borders of futures.
Of butchers and hoarders
Half-drunk on orders to pig out.

Its meat hangs like chickens in China Town.

Charming
Confused with finger-lickin’ good.

Lent?
By charm might some useful beauty be meant,

But their feckless definition?

Reckless
Extermination
Of all useful and beautiful wild things!
All useful and beautiful wild things,
Exterminated.

Useful and beautiful wild things
And beautiful,
Beautiful
Wild things!


[3-4-04, Berkeley, CA]

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 10, 2008

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