Kerri Anne Byrnes

Rookie (4/2/1978 / Manhasset, NY)

2010 - Poem by Kerri Anne Byrnes

They say the government has storehouses
Underground barracks or some such nonsense
Filled with the building blocks of our existence
Seeds
Food
Vials of medicine for the next great disease
They create and more
I am scared
But then I scare easy
The man with the gleam of a cue-ball crown
Threatens and cajoles the Enemy
He wants it all stopped
Like I do and you do
The greed, the playacting on the news, horror and death
A techno-world
Where we've had our souls replaced by microchips
And radiation from our I-Phones
When statistics frame a state of mind
So gritty with the mucus of confusion
Great Eyes that seal shut against the Fear
The lemmings run joyfully to the Atlantic and Pacific
Weighing themselves down with backpacks filled with
Fashion magazines and screaming about how each of them
Is an individual
Even as they make the same fatal jump and become inconsequential
I see the world I knew has changed
Soldiers that look as small as toys approach from the East
an army with the most poisonous ideology
And more from the West who mask the very same ideas
And We The People
Are caught in the middle
Ants between two sets of boots


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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 13, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, September 16, 2013


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