Overload – the poem –

         

Overload

          – the poem –





We now have a world

Fixed as a solace trap,





Well hidden in disguise

Its flow of pollution sap,





Be default of awareness

For humans’ endurance,





Of distribution overload

In a lethargic sufferance,





The while its viewed extent

Be our deteriorating sanity,





By the hands of greedy bent

Of indifferent mental apathy,





Is overloading man’s capacity!





                         © Jean-Jacques Fournier

Ode to a long-time friend, Dr. Michel Gagnon …

Pictures – Private & Public collection …

Music – Excerpt of, If I should Lose You , by Chet Baker …

written in Sweetsburg

December 4, 2020





“ The Vulture ” ~ on leftover culture ~

 

I am the vulture

Who seeks to feed

On leftover culture,

Beyond man’s need

For more than ever

Be generous measures,

Egregiously squandered

Thru greedy ventures,

Producing such waste

In varied assortment

For every bird’s taste,

Hence so dissipates

Held water and air

Of once drinkable state,

And near breathable space!