Don Pearson

Rookie - 0 Points (12/01/1950 / England)

Consumers - Poem by Don Pearson

Let us be divested of our identities,
deprived of our voices,
consigned to waiting rooms.

Let us be parcelled into boxes,
tagged only with our labels:
unemployed, immigrant, criminal, junkie.

Let us be stored in cupboards
until politicians summon us forth
to proclaim their charges.

Let fires be stoked with newsprint
and television watch while
we are consumed by the flames.

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5th July 2013

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 13, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, July 13, 2013


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