Retch. Poem by Ekaterina Beloborodova

Retch.



I am fed up with all the bullshit:
With institutions, parties, fusions,
Politics, Economics, money,
Strategies and hierarchies,
'Higher' above 'lower' status,
Cities above towns,
Leadership, competitiveness,
Promotions, properties and markets,
Countries above countries,
Consultancies, Investment bankers,
Corporations, governments, 'high-flyers',
Preservatives and colors,
Pesticides in food I eat.
Skins scrolled, silk from senseless sacrifices,
Plastics, soy, genetic modifiers,
Google glasses, 'cookies', spammers,
'Relative' to me adverts, special offers, 'big' discounts,
Marses, Snickerses, Starbuckses...
How to stop just for a pause?

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 15 May 2016

A poignant commentary, Ekaterina. Nicely written

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Thank you, Kelly!

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James Mclain 14 May 2016

There not going to stop until your overwhelmed and then there are your children and grandchildren America is Eighty percent consumers.. iip

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I am in Russia now and wrote this when I was in the UK. From this multi perspective still believe something can be changed.

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