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I died because I'm poor. (Compassionate mod kicks in a penny for the funeral)
Poet
| I.C. Howe
Posted on 06/26/2006 5:44:09 AM PDT by phoenixrising47
I died because I'm poor.
I'm floating in the water. My Mom is accross from me. Mosquitos swarm around us. They're our only friends.
I'm in the United States. Of, America. Not Vietnam. I'm not on T.V. It's really me. I'm dying 'cause I'm poor.
Mama's eyes are fluttering. Like a butterfly. This is real. Please, people. Not a photo op. I'm dying 'cause I'm poor.
I spit on Mama's lips, to give her moisture. Her face turns cold. I'm crying 'cause I'm poor.
Oh, Mama! Dear sweet Mama. I wail into the sky. Where's that promising Bush? Mama didn't have to die.
Now it's my turn. I hear the helicopter, but have no strenth to go out on the porch. I'm dying 'cause I'm poor.
I hear the rotors of the blades. I'm hugging Mama. Get her warm. Oh, Mama, it's come to this. We're dying 'cause we're poor.
I reach out to the men. And suddenly it's black. My life's film has broke. It broke 'cause I'm poor.
It broke 'cause I'm poor. It didn't have to be. We did better in the Tsunami. We did better in the war.
We died 'cause we're poor
by I.C. Howe
TOPICS: Culture/Society; US: Louisiana; US: Mississippi
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To: phoenixrising47
Wow, that was really good. I could almost hear some other dead person playing the bongo drums while I was reading it.
To: phoenixrising47; darkwing104
Some "whine" to go with your cheeese.
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posted on
06/26/2006 3:39:39 PM PDT
by
dynachrome
("Where am I? Where am I going? Why am I in a handbasket?")
To: phoenixrising47
His name should be "I.B. Stupid."
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posted on
06/26/2006 3:39:44 PM PDT
by
FormerLib
("...the past ten years in Kosovo will be replayed here in what some call Aztlan.")
To: phoenixrising47
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posted on
06/26/2006 3:40:04 PM PDT
by
glock rocks
("Liberalism is a philosophy of sniveling brats." -- P. J. O'Rourke)
To: phoenixrising47
Get a job loser
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posted on
06/26/2006 3:40:31 PM PDT
by
vigilante2
(Thank You Veterans)
To: phoenixrising47
Sink or swim, little troll...sink or swim.
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posted on
06/26/2006 3:42:34 PM PDT
by
JRios1968
(There's 3 kinds of people in this world...those who know math and those who don't.)
To: Xenalyte
I really just don't care that you died. Your poetry sucked.
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posted on
06/26/2006 3:44:55 PM PDT
by
bfree
(Liberalism-the yellow meat)
To: phoenixrising47
Was it a black helicopter and did you have on your tinfoil hat?
To: Xenalyte
by I.C. HoweI see hoes on Burbon Street, too!
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posted on
06/26/2006 3:48:47 PM PDT
by
chemicalman
(Many have skeletons in their closets. In New Orleans, we have skeletons in our attics.)
To: phoenixrising47
I'm floating in the water....
I spit on Mama's lips, to give her moisture.
Now wait. If you are floating in the water why don't you put some of that water on Mama's lips? Why spit?
Maybe you're poor because you are really, really stupid?
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posted on
06/26/2006 3:50:59 PM PDT
by
freedumb2003
(The Left created, embraces and feeds "The Culture of Hate." Make it part of the political lexicon!)
To: 50sDad
311
posted on
06/26/2006 3:51:47 PM PDT
by
Awgie
(truth is always stranger than fiction)
To: phoenixrising47
Aren't these the lyrics of the song Keith Urban sang at his wedding?
312
posted on
06/26/2006 3:51:53 PM PDT
by
Crawdad
(I cried because I had no shoes, until I met a man who had no class.)
To: Kozak
Thanks. That line is funny, not as funny as the "pome," but right up there.
313
posted on
06/26/2006 3:54:51 PM PDT
by
Barset
To: phoenixrising47
"I died because I'm poor."And why are you and your momma poor?
314
posted on
06/26/2006 3:55:05 PM PDT
by
muir_redwoods
(Free Sirhan Sirhan, after all, the bastard who killed Mary Jo Kopechne is walking around free)
To: PBRSTREETGANG
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posted on
06/26/2006 3:57:33 PM PDT
by
Barset
To: Bars4Bill
Hey man, I stole your animated gif and turned into Tom Daschle. Thanks! Hope you don't mind.
316
posted on
06/26/2006 4:00:45 PM PDT
by
dead
(I've got my eye out for Mullah Omar.)
To: phoenixrising47
Da Mayor got nu scool buses.
317
posted on
06/26/2006 4:03:37 PM PDT
by
usmcobra
(A single rogue Marine, yeah that can happen, but a whole Unit, only a liberal would believe that BS)
To: Sloth
That pic is so great. I'm dying here from laughing so hard. Please, somebody, write a "pome" on me.
Everyone is running upstairs to see what I'm laughing about. They are spilling drinks and crying at this pic.
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posted on
06/26/2006 4:04:02 PM PDT
by
Barset
To: 50sDad
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posted on
06/26/2006 4:07:11 PM PDT
by
Barset
To: phoenixrising47
I'm dying because I'm poor
I'm poor because leeches in Washington swamp have been sucking my blood
I'm poor because leeches in blue enclaves have convinced others that its ok to suck the sweat of my brow, and reap the harvest of my initiative
I'm poor because lampreys of legislation have decided to drain me, and throw a yoke on my shoulders while stating I'm not working hard enough for those who will not lift a finger to help my burden
My spirit is dying because despite being told I can achieve the American dream, those things I strive for are given away to those who cut in line
My lifeblood bleeds, from a thousand cuts in my back from those who I have supported, who have told me they are looking out for my best interests
As I die, ,and having scavangers feed upon my life's blood, I sip arsenic, and bend that portion of my mind that remains free, to salt the earth under your hiding places
When I have passed and you scurry away to enjoy your fill, there will be nothing left, and in your death throes, know that that rictus upon my skull is truly a grin....
Morbidity deserves morbidity.
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