Political Poetry: The Rabbit Chasing Carrots
Hear the clinks and clanks
Of gold coins
Falling like the waterfall
Of your hopes and dreams.
The water sends you crashing,
To the jagged rocks below
Who wreak havoc upon your body,
Till there’s nothing left.
Hear the jingle jangle
Of loose change,
In the cup of the beggar,
You ignore every day,
As you peel the leather off
Your hundred dollar shoes,
So that you can make it in time
To a boss,
Who gripes about every nickel and dime,
He is wasting
On your poor miserable existence.
Listen to the pitter-patter,
Of a grown man’s shoes,
Who was once the child
You swore to love and protect,
But the demands of your lifestyle,
Made you miss out,
On the moments
That meant the most to him.
Listen to the beep-beep-beep
As you lay on a hospital bed,
Regretting every second
You wasted
Chasing after clinks and clanks,
Jingles and jangles,
Ignoring pitters and patters,
And the thump-thump-thumps
Of your heart
As it gave out on you
Serving a master
Who never even
Took the time
To know your name.
Take a bow,
You did yourself proud,
You lived the life
Of a rabbit chasing carrots,
He was never meant to eat.
