No real world reforms brew in Twitter storms

A ‘Me First’ stance keeps us shielded
but locked up in insularity
might a wider scope have yielded
engaged, heartfelt solidarity?

What we don’t wish to see clearly
shall hold us back severely
If we’re sorry, regret dearly
but late for that, sincerely!

Feigning concern of the odd thing
perhaps a posting with verbal sting?
We’ll Tweet, on Facebook take a swing
but not prepared to enter the ring!

While for change with real world traction
what’s needed: Hard nosed commanders
capable of strong hands-on action
Not Twitter storms by bystanders

Like those among us effete screechers
hiding away in online bleachers

 

Won’t suffer facts or logic gladly

Is a modicum of intellectual curiosity & rudimentary due diligence more than can be expected from today’s fantasy & entertainment-addicted consumer (erstwhile ‘citizen’) prior to his or her opining?

Many cohorts numb & glum
suspect the intellectual
kvetch over mere modicum
woefully ineffectual

with cursory curiosity
gone awry tortuosity
they pummel in ponderosity
lacking in luminosity

Dim vision, grasping history badly
they won’t suffer facts or logic gladly

 

 

On patience & self-restraint

Thoughts may readily be shared
be it with self-restraint
while emotions best not bared
til we further acquaint

If my opinions you bulldoze
while yours are stridently pushed
a fledgling friendship may foreclose
leaving me feeling ambushed

While the more we patiently listen
the brighter our prospects shall glisten

 

 

Misery of misology

For massive misology
sprightly slighted ecology
chaotic chronology
they offer no apology

Wasted to first search out facts
in world narcissistic
Merely declare what attracts
with quips jingoistic!

While objecting to such ‘reporting’
is found culturally unsporting

Screened fiends

Today’s fiends
downward leaning
gawk on screens
cyber preening

If suggested they be weaned
through an intervention
they’ll act aggrieved & demeaned
in glib circumvention:

“We must left free to careen
hunched over with nose on screen!”

 

Communicative dereliction or just steeped in fiction?

Is our ignoring contradiction
freedom from friction in fiction
communicative dereliction
or just mirthful malediction?

Not inclined toward clarity
us fumblers of the simplest sentence
while lukewarm on what’s verity
won’t feel disquiet or repentance

Thought restraints had since long gone away
are we not just texting anyway?!

Silly old habits jump up & down like rabbits

Were I able to stifle
my clabber blabbering
spouting tedious trifle
smattering, jabbering

Then you’d be spared erred earfuls
of fumbling foolishness
saved from such silly eyefuls
of mucky mulishness

But short of you pointing a gun
I’ll sadly keep at it again

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-clabber = milk that has soured and thickened

Would anyone bright think I’m right?

Ought not feel a blush
if some clueless minions
carry on & gush
sharing my opinion

Would not regard as auspicious
or melt down all affective
but would rather feel suspicious
in attitude deflective:

As I’m so rarely acknowledged to be right
suspect someone who agrees can’t be too bright

I’m just someone who writes rhyming (terse or worse) verse

I’m no ‘poet’ hifalutin
mere ‘versifier’ callow
who does his own in foot shooting
writing rhyming verse shallow

A superficial spin drier
of phrases oddly acquired
Just dressed up in pretend attire
for yet a show uninspired

Proclaim prim ‘poetry fellows’:
“Let’s send that versifier
off to illiterate gallows
that foul, faux falsifier!”

But while ‘poets’ opine with such gumption
what if they’re just sloshing in presumption?

 

Democracy turns ‘Demockcrazy’

A Democracy that works for most of us depends upon a well informed and consistently engaged public:

By main stream media conformed
erstwhile ‘hard news’ turned entertainment:
offers up a worldview malformed
keeps us powerless by containment

Opinions spouted unformed
by impatience upstaged
To facts & logic not warmed
in ignorance encaged

From mounting calamities disengaged
with any sense of urgency assuaged