The rot is setting in
We are but observer in our lives
Do we follow the rot blindly? And not.
Stand up to it.
We see it happens there in front of our eyes and let it happen,
And passively stand back embarrassed, ashamed,
Let it get on with it, do its worse...
Why, oh why,
We see it,
We know it's wrong,
We are aware that it will,
is destroying the world as we know it,
We express outrage on social medias,
Write not in my name,
But still, we observe it happen,
Can't be bothered,
Can’t be asked,
Not dressed yet, curry is on its way,
Calendar reads ovulating today,
Beer is just the right temperature,
What would, mum and dad make of it?
Don't want to look an idiot out there on my own.
And still,
Why, oh why
We know it is happening,
Part of our everyday but we take it
Passively, like a deer staring into headlights.
We are in our life as puppets,
Smiling, seeing, chatting but.
Let it happen,
Why, oh why
I know the rot has set in.
We accept it,
We live with it,
Eat our curry,
Fuck our partners
And that is all we will do about it.
About the Creator
Jeannine Kauffmann
Poetry writer in the early morning. Poetry as a wake up call. Then later I draw lines and colours. I have a page on Instagram my art other than words although it contains words too. Titles are important to finish a piece like a full stop.
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