The High Road

The flat screen

a most unwholly edifice

to a download scene

of gratuitous violence

Remote and depressed

that button of silence

Disorder is depleting

the span of my attention

Always fleeting

Consciousness

breaking the surface

The high road taken

past a world of distraction

to the fields

of contemplation

With little Miss Daisy

driving me

all the way

to satisfaction

In gratitude

for creation’s magnitude

I find happiness

beyond imagination

~ david redpath © 2018

Please excuse my little miss
spelling. Holy accidental !

Artwork:
‘The Forest at Fountainbleau’
~ by Henri Matisse

War on Drugs

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‘Mr. Waron D’Rugs’

For those missing in reaction

I’ve hunted & collected
black market snakes
in the furthest jungles
of Yucatan
And I’ve seen
the mighty temples
built with corpses staked
upon the misty mountains
of Columbian cocaine
About as much
as a poor boy can
I’ve heard the sounds
of blood on the ground
from the gun American
That ‘War on Drugs’
was never meant to be won
Always profitable for some
Isn’t it high time
to make a stand?

~ david redpath © 2018

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