i saw the worst minds of my generation leap to the heavens
in one tall bound
		hysterically they took power

			emboldened by their lofty positions
	they tried to strangle
		freedom by the throat, 
as next they
sharpened their claws on the constitution,
 
				nearly tearing it to bits in the process
	as egotistically their political machinery turned
		rights to wrongs and freedom to death.

so obtuse, seeing themselves as glorious pillars,
the saviors of mankind
	while in fact they only scratch and claw
to maintain and wield their positions of power

			moguls of oil and political bandits,
	having stolen an election,
		all come to say we protect and serve

but as rogue police
	they dish out
their own form of punishment and favors
		as the rich get richer walking on egg shell economics

as the floor begins to crumble,
	those who can run for cover
    pointing their fingers back
	at those left and
   continuing the tribal diatribe

	against the un and under employed
		leaving young mothers
	   to fend for themselves

they have this misunderstanding
		that Americans can’t accept the truth

	their concept of education indicates they
		believe creativity can be quantified, measured,
maybe even, boxed and sold on the crumbling market
		 
		and with the earmark of dementia they
steadfastly claim they knew nothing of those
	issues now being faced by the public
		and a new President

			history may well say
that is far closer to the truth
	than they realized!
03/20/2009
Author's Note: This is a revision to Minds.

Posted on 04/02/2009
Copyright © 2024 George Hoerner

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 04/02/09 at 02:26 PM
And it's absolutely breakneck, fascinating stuff, man. Surreal as hell and just as good.
Posted by Charlie Morgan on 04/02/09 at 03:58 PM
...whatever gabe said, i echo it.  ...but really george, colloquilly you've outdone yo' self boy...man what a ride, and remember most of it in Technicolor...eXact-o on the assessment.
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 04/02/09 at 05:53 PM
One of your best, George. Structurally I love the shape and flow - somehow mirroring the helter skelter, tipsy tower of power these minds created. You've given such superb visuals of these figures and their chaotic activities. This is a classic and controlled in delivery. Well done.