Progress Concerns Me Thus...

Progress concerns me at this moment.
Or, rather,
the well crafted, professionally developed and sold notion of progress
that we in the industrialized world buy in single serving packages
of Duracell batteries, coca cola, Sony and cigarettes.
We buy, hook, line and sinker
like bottom feeders most things and ideas
that our champions of politics and industry sell us
paying little mind to the consequences of our actions.
Or to those adversely affected by our conspicuous assumption.
McDonalds doesn’t tell us when we order our Big Mac that someone,
somewhere is starving because of our need or desire to have a couple of beef patties
or some crispy chicken.
We’re oblivious while sipping on our coke,
water with some syrup in it that elsewhere people would fight to the death for water.
Madison Avenue,
Bay and Fleet streets don’t want us to live in reality,
they’d prefer us to buy, and we do, the picture book life,
THEY sell us.
What is progress?
It is often said that a team is only as strong as its weakest member.
So, we then are exceptionally weak.
What good is progress if we are leaving so many behind?
What good is progress if it is blind?
Will it change?
Will we change?
Only if You and I demand it –
But we don’t because we are too busy watching quote, reality TV.
Our progress is just as real as the reality shows we watch –
crafted to stupefy and placate.

SDM

31

Who are you,
And where did you come from,
Never mind,
I’m grateful that you are here,
So then,
What are you thinking right now?
Don’t put up the road block;
Answer the questions you don’t want to ask,
None of us do,
How did we come to know each other?
Surprise,
How does it feel?
Does it have a taste;
A specific colour,
Perhaps a sound,
What is it that you see,
How does it feel to know love,
Not just understand it, but truly
KNOW…
The way your skin feels,
The smell of your hair,
Incredible tasting lips,
The sweet resonance of your voice,
The way your smile at 6 am with no sleep can still,
As the bard might say,
Ascend the brightest heaven of invention,
My love,
My one true love,
So very clear to me,
To you,
To all that see us,
Your greatest and lasting gift to me is my sober smile,
Genuine and true,
Inspired by you.
I was born to love you,
You and only you,
I have always loved you,
Knowing all the greatness there is in you,
I see it,
You,
My 31.

SDM

Hegemony

Do I see?
Do you?
Are we past the point of no return?
Does it really truly exist anymore –
The point of no return?
The question:
Why war?
That question must be answered absolutely and without fail.
We need not ask why peace as our survival instinct answers that one –
But why war?
So I can drive my S.U.V. or heat my home?
Why now?
Lots of questions that should be asked,
but aren’t!
I do not believe that we should appease,
as we’ve done before,
but what is it that we’re truly afraid of?
Saddam?
His weapons?
Would he wreak terror and destruction?
Or is he just trying to change the balance of power?
Is the United States practicing brinkmanship on this one –
Painting a picture,
of oil when in fact they’re afraid at the highest levels of something far more significant – like the erosion of hegemonic control…

Curious?

SDM