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Industrial Waste

Is there a substance
that as a result of continuously applied force
becomes so hardened
so as to become no longer malleable..?

Lately, i’m feeling
much like that substance
Becoming tired of being forced
for no good point

Becoming weary of being pushed
into a grotesque shape
not of my choosing
Toward directions
i care not to go in

And you can find this stuf anywhere
it’s everywhere
Leftover human slag
beat down by the establishment

You might call it
white trash metal
Or inner city old grey steel
50 gallon drum fireplace
ghetto hubcap with no wheel

Left with worth
less than a tin cup
Used humanity
used up!

Beware waste artisans
it’s waste recycle time
It’s become too late
the purged waste you’ve created
Returns and rises from the ashes
to make you suffocated.

RB — 5/02

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A protest poem.. for the downtrodden.. about those who trod upon them...

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Submitted by oldoccpu on June 04, 2021

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Will Martin

Writing and reading poetry for over 50 years. 2 chap books/vanity presses sold or given away. The 2nd book has original pencil art to accompany each poem. more…

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  • Dougla$Irishman
    What a masterpiece of beautiful junk ! I am 87 and my body is heading for the garbage heap. But I get to keep my mind intact and so I think on to write another old poem ! Bravo to all my poets in waiting ! 
    LikeReplyReport 24 months ago
  • Soulwriter
    Well written, in my humble opinion. Thanks for sharing your work with us.
    LikeReplyReport 15 months ago
  • alexandreabailey1
    Lovely and relatable. Made me feel less alone in this jail we share
    LikeReplyReport 15 months ago
  • Lanny877
    Wow… what an image this evokes.
    LikeReplyReport 38 months ago
    • johnd.34622
      Thank you. And there is a piece of pencil art that goes with it in my chap book. It's a hand holding an open heart locket, with the fingers of the 2nd hand gently touching the faded photo within.
      LikeReplyReport 28 months ago
  • cherylkoomoa
    Very moving and boldly emotive
    LikeReplyReport 38 months ago


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