I’m a strong believer in karma. Yes, I do believe that what we send out we get back triple-fold. So I’m constantly trying to figure out ways to send tons of imaginary money so that I can use karma as a natural IRA account for some more earthly funds. Today’s story begins in a local drug store. My friends Lions, Chuckles, Carlson and I took a group field-trip to complete a personal mission with Lions: pick up tampons… When we arrived, one of the female store clerks- wi...
I believe in cosmic trouble. I also believe that we- humans- can spark trouble, joy, anger, or jubilation from one single thought. And if you have a mind like some of my friends your thoughts have the potential to spark rain, hurricanes, tornados, and eathquakes all at the same damn time. It all started last Friday when I was home sorting my DVD collection in alphebetical order. My celly rang and it was my friend Jimmy Needy (actual name undisclosed). He told me he just broke up with his beau...
Is ¾ of our hard-earned money in some cryptic, wealthy only type of escrow? I, for one, am sick and tired of receiving IOUs on behalf of my worth and efforts. If only our efforts could make our assets liquefy, then maybe this country would stand on principals designed for every American to avow, possess, and put into action, right? Well that isn’t necessarily the ways things go in the home of the brave. Hard working blue and white collar employees have participated in forums admitting to feel...
Preachy, it might have been, but it was so truthful. That is the thing with spoken word: when truth is spoken, the poem's emotional stock value rises. I loved it, and I would like to read more pieces like this. My favorite passage: "They ponder whether that waitress was worth an extra dollar in her tip, And if that milk she brought was 2% or Skim All the while, children starve in streets, flies swarm around the bloated bellies, of children who shall never see their own., dying thousands of mi...
I think that the clarity in this poem is obvious. But at the same time, I feel that the poem was a little too cyptic. Okay, okay, I'll explain what I mean. Yes, the overall theme of the poem seems to be about traffic, but I dont know what the deeper meaning is- if there is any deeper meaning. In my opinion, I like to review poems because a person's expression can never be "good" or "bad". But it can be confusing as hell. I liked the poem overall. I liked the simplistic quality of it.