Titans of Industry

Titans of Industry 

Let’s sit close at the supper table

Then run down a hallway 

To the sound of a Nephew

Banging out Requiem 

On the family piano 

Or tap-dance in the great hall

To the how-not-why of perfect heartbeat

Then play archery with heirlooms and vases  

Live up to the bougie expectations 

Sing a song to pardon the trophy hunter

Since we all like to keep the heads of our kills 

Know this,

How I feel about my inheritance

Rescinds my right to one.

It’s about making your own way, you know?

So don’t speak at the ceremony,

Let us not sew anything

We don’t have the tools 

To unravel  

Author's Note

The how-not-why line is borrowed from "Exit Strategy" by George Murray.

Reviews

[Barbara Walker]

Excellent. Sorry it took me so long to review!

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked the poem. I wanted to know and understand more. You danced on many subjects, leaving the reader with something to think about. Always a pleasure to read your work my friend.
Coyote