the Bulge

the Bulge

 

in modest flight

the vultures scan

an army surveying

roadkill servings

splattered concrete

 

a highway of offerings

we die for them not to starve

but their full bellies rage

of debt

while we scatter along pavement

 

falling to their urges

wings with deep pockets

minds with little tact

we make them fatter

 

perhaps in future

the branch will no longer hold them

and security will be something

they excrete

 

scavengers falling from a once rich sky

to become fodder for the worms.

 

 

erin-cilberto

7/14/23

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

I see this as a metaphor or even a spoof on those who have deep pockets to throw money at some fools in the Republican Party… and they are fools indeed…. And one day they will wake up as worms because they deserve it…for supporting a criminal, because he is worm already and they might even be laughing their way to prison…..( just a thought!)
Warmly
B.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I hope they do wake up as worms...
and yes, I like your thought.
thank you, Betty,
read moreI hope they do wake up as worms...
and yes, I like your thought.
thank you, Betty,
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Could apply to so much in life these dark days J. Particularly like the final two lines. When the soft worms find they have a backbone and fight back.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Chris....appreciate you.
j.

[Fran Marie]

I m sorta picking up a political vibe from this
well penned poem ..perhaps im wrong..but in
the view of what's happening these days in
big scheme of things political wise, I see
politicians as vultures lining their deep pockets
while we scatter as little birds for breadcrumbs
like your great metaphor as always ..nice work

[jacob erin-cilberto]

homing in on the signal...oh yes, the imbalance....thank you for your understanding and insights, Fran Marie,
j.

[emmajoygreen]

There are choices set in your dark poem, jacob: see the metaphors whilst reading the words. However one interprets your thoughts, there is more to the eye, the mind and - the heart.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, em,
j.

[Andrew John]

Good to see how so many kill/feed so many! Oh, nice read, Jacob. Enjoyed this.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for reading and your comment, Andrew.
guess this is not the most cheerful poem, is it?
j.