My heart breaks when I watch what’s happening in the world today
we have truly lost our minds in America letting ourselves be treated like cattle
being herded in whatever direction the political wind blows
we’ve given up, even if it leads us to the slaughterhouse
the invisible lines that separate us are turning into Trump-like walls
our history has taught us nothing as racial tensions separate us further respect for the people that protect us is gone, replaced by mistrust fueled by violence and ignorance
men are still in power pushing their sexual agendas on their victims
keeping women under their thumb as they get less pay for the same jobs
the house and senate don’t care about the people’s will, it’s all about their own agendas
our government is corrupt, greedy and we let them get away with it
cell phones have invaded the earth and people are transfixed by them
social interaction online has taken the place of real friendship
growing homeless camps are ignored and tolerated rather than helped
we think we’re paying taxes for a good cause then the money is spent elsewhere and we’re taxed for it again
although half of the people living now are 65, they can’t work because the jobs are given to younger people
they face higher costs for living every year while the retirement age goes up and benefits get cut
we pay a fortune for insurance many going without when other countries have health care for all
even with insurance many go without glasses, dental care and more
simple kindness and decency seem lost while our jails and prisons open their doors letting felons out for good behavior
we are losing touch with each other and we don’t know who to trust letting fear paralyze us
it’s difficult to know how to proceed when the psyche of countless people in our country are bruised and we’re bleeding out
I did as I’ve been told the system has let me down and I feel taken advantage of.
Some believe the soul is immortal, even so, our bodies are limited
we’re only here once and should be enjoying what this wonderful planet has to offer
instead, this is what we sow, this is how we spend this precious time
we vote and hope for a better life only to be fed fake news and tricked into submission
country against country, race against race, religion against religion-it never ends
right now, children are starving, being raped and abused, put into slavery, taught to shoot guns and carry bombs
my heart breaks when I watch what’s happening to the people of this world,
when do we say, how do we say,
© Rebecca Sanchez 2018
I’m a fan of brevity in poetry but this poem practically wrote itself and could have been longer. I don’t pretend to have the answers but I do know these things are going to take more than time to get better. History will show that’s usually through violence and war. We need to be strong and make ourselves heard through numbers.
Written with my friends at Poets United for the prompt psyche/soul. I animated the artwork.
Beauty And The Beast
Morning sunlight cuts through the night before
filters through bent and busted window blinds
as I lay watching
dust particles swirl through golden shafts of light
with one eye swollen shut
they flicker like fireflies
I used to catch and put in jars
I too, feel trapped
as I lay stunned and broken on the floor.
A beer bottle whizzes by
shattering my idyllic daydreams
glass shards glittering as they fly
cutting reminders of happier times
when I thought this beauty
had married a wonderful prince.
Blood stains and holes in the walls
the beast lurches out of the darkness
I tense and wait…
On days like this…
he tells me I never looked more beautiful.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2018
This is a photo prompt from the Imaginary Garden With Real Toads and what it made me think of. The photo is Firefly by George Seeley (1907). I’m pleased to find a photo prompt at Toads and hope to see more in the future. I threw in the name of the photo in my dark poem just because.
I sit in my terror
I sit still.
Too tired to try
I sit in this dump
it’s never enough
always my fault.
Still, I sit.
I sit enraged
I want to break it!
I sit still.
I’m so dumb
I sit in my filth
steeped in hate
deep in my dread-
© Rebecca Sanchez 2013
Even though I wrote this in 2013 it applies to today. This world is shocking us more every day as these historical times beat us down. It’s easy to feel there is nowhere to turn and no goodness left. With a president like Trump, the people are divided and fearful. To be fair, Trump didn’t start the problems we have but him getting elected just proved to me (once again) that our system doesn’t work. In my lifetime of voting, I have never been happy with the results. Even if the people I voted for got elected they never got anything done. Promises are always broken and I pay for more today than ever. Being a woman, I make less than men and am expected to ignore that fact and carry on. WTF!??? We are the only country that doesn’t have a healthcare system for everyone. People don’t get to keep their teeth or see clearly because these aren’t always covered under insurance. That is insane! We are overbuilding on land we shouldn’t be building on in the first place (maybe we wouldn’t have so many floods) and none of the new housing is for the middle-class or poor. Endangered animals can be killed because we need the land. Most of the problems we are having in this country are due to our horrible, greedy, rich government officials who get fatter pork bellies daily by screwing the majority of its citizens. Republicans have the majority and what has happened? Nothing! They don’t want to do their highly paid jobs. I think we should get rid of this system and the deadbeats in it and rebuild our government for the real good of the people. Get rid of them and we may have a chance to do some really great things in America.
Let’s stop pointing fingers and fighting each other. Aren’t we over color and race in 2017? Bullying other people and feeling superior to them? This petty shit has got to stop we are ALL getting screwed. We need to come together as Americans and protest TOGETHER. This is how they keep us knuckled under!! This is why the terrorists can get to us so easily. Of course, what do I know?
Written for the prompt “howl your poetry into my bones” with my friends at the Imaginary Garden Of Real Toads.
Words were spoken
that can’t be taken back
that day of discovery.
Collapsing under pride
they tumbled right out
along with hard feelings
splashing into pools of deceit.
I crumble under pressure
as I struggle
for the right words.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2014
Published here for the first time from Picturesque Words. The quote was found in a Google image search author unknown.
She hiked through the backwoods
alone in her toxic thoughts
again, her life was filled with emptiness
love had passed her by.
Her teardrops like a downpour
storming down her face
trepidation in her footsteps
she felt vulnerable and used up
she was damaged goods.
She didn’t deserve to be treated like this
it wasn’t the first time
numb to the outside world
a trickle of anger broke through
now weeping profusely
the flood broke loose.
She didn’t notice until the damage was done
she had cried a river of tears
and by losing herself
© Rebecca Sanchez 2017
Written for the prompt “flood” with my friends at Poets United. I animated the artwork which I used as part of the prompt.
Too Many Thoughts
Slumbering in my bed
when suddenly I’m awake
I want to go to sleep
but now it’s just too late.
I hate when I can’t sleep
the things that cross my mind
the creeping thoughts intrude
I need an interlude.
Once my mind wakes up
the body has to follow
so here I sit alone
trying to write this poem.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2017
Writing about insomnia with my friends at Imaginary Garden Of Real Toads. I used to have insomnia but I learned how to sleep better. This poem tells of a time when I used to get up and try to do something constructive when I couldn’t sleep. I read about how to sleep last year and found out it was something I had to work at like anything else worth doing in my life. I wouldn’t give it up for anything.
Don’t look now-
I know you can see me
but I have made myself very small
I’m hardly here at all.
Look at me now-
I only reveal what is there!
Whatever it is
it can’t affect me
you will see.
Don’t look now-
I’m a freak!
I can only hope to hide
I can’t conform
I will never be the norm.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2015
Shared with my friends at dVerse~Poets Pub. My artwork and a poem from the past.