A little bit of political outlaw poetry tonight, April is the foolish month ~ Rich Quatrone
April is the foolish month
By Rich Quatrone
how do we occupy our hearts
when our hearts are so damaged and hurt
i used to tell students who complained
of broken hearts your heart should be
broken every day by life; it’s a broken
life you have to be wary of.
so occupy wall street, main street, fleet street,
drum beat, no heat, no food, no rent.
occupy get bent, he went, you lent and
bucky dent, occupy the present.
how do we occupy a broken heart
when hearts are broken by life itself
how do we occupy washington when
the place we live is bought and sold
how do we occupy the old who have
nothing to lend and see the end?