Benjibopper

Okay, I admit it, I do want to change the world, and I don't know how:

Is truth-speaking good policy or was Machiavelli right?

Was Gandhi really a liberation hero
or just hopelessly naive
and stupidly stubborn?

Has Bob Geldof sold out or bought himself a powerful audience?

Can Vandana Shiva's ideas really walk the walk or is she
yet another obfuscatory academic blowhard?

When Tim Robbins and Susan Sarandon put their bodies on the line
why are they so far from the cops and so close to the media?

If my precious faith is to be put in the salt of the earth
why does most of my food come from businessmen
and the rest from closed-minded racists?

Are my own words and thoughts destined to enter
the meaningless cacophony, drowned by the winds,
swept by the waves, and melted by the sun?

Labels: Poetry

Dear Manpower
I seek employment
as a philosopher

Preferably
with prospects for
upward mobility
opportunity
promotions toward
the ultimate
of the industry
which is to be
one of the chosen
Great Philosophers

With such success
maybe one day
I will create
my very own
reality show
called 'What is Truth?'

I will not forget
who got me my start
the staff of Manpower
can be on the show
my Season One Sophists

Labels: Poetry

To all my aborted poems
I offer an apology

I showed you a glimpse
of a broken world
Made you empty promises
of the power to inspire
of the power to shape
of the power to influence
of the power to move

I lied to you all
like a literary philogynist
a lyrical ladykiller
before you dropped from my mind
closing your eyes, forgotten
like an infant's first glimpse of the light

Labels: Poetry