Crippling Errand. Today, enjoy this amazing poem by the American author Robert Garcia. Have a nice Tuesday, Yareah magazine readers. Art is Everywhere!
Crippling Errand by Robert Garcia
Four Polocks, six opinions,
the Hand of God moves his many minions;
I watch the line, the dot’s pure-blood race,
the dream of riches and a smiling face;
The green bars guard the bourgeoisie,
the red flares for anarchy;
Wealth is not the power of the Baron,
poverty not a life-crippling errand;
The roars of the crowd above the warriors proud,
polished plumbers, bulgy bankers loud;
We sit at the heart of a nation melted upon itself,
what will you make of that self?