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PEOPLE? WHAT OTHER PEOPLE?
Terrestrial galaxies,
millions of Suns
all knowing
the world revolves around them.
Single occupant microcosms.
Incognito mostly.
Heads buried in screens,
checking not-so-social media.
Who today liked me, my post?
Just a thumbs up?
Fools! That deserved a heart.
*“Enough about me...
what do you think about me?”
Son, can you set the table?
Thank you...wait get back here!
A plate and utensils for everybody, please!
No there is no à la carte menu.
The front seats of the bus
Occupied by able-bodied youth
Let the old and affirmed suffer
it’s their own fault, after all.
Don’t you dare step off that sidewalk!!
I'll run you over.
I trump any crosswalk or pedestrian sign.
Because, frankly, and nothing personal,
My life means more than yours.
Why not be self-centered?
My parents assure me I’m a winner.
Supposed representatives of the people…
cry WAAAA WAAAA!!
if they don’t get THEIR way
Why should I not do the same.
Well...enough modest pontification.
I’ve got more important things to do…
Like visit my statue…
In the Pantheon Of The Selfless…
flowers and gifts are often left.
And, of course, check to see
how many likes, reads, and comments
my humble poetry has garnered on the web site.
Not that it matters.
*Bette Midler in "Beaches”
millions of Suns
all knowing
the world revolves around them.
Single occupant microcosms.
Incognito mostly.
Heads buried in screens,
checking not-so-social media.
Who today liked me, my post?
Just a thumbs up?
Fools! That deserved a heart.
*“Enough about me...
what do you think about me?”
Son, can you set the table?
Thank you...wait get back here!
A plate and utensils for everybody, please!
No there is no à la carte menu.
The front seats of the bus
Occupied by able-bodied youth
Let the old and affirmed suffer
it’s their own fault, after all.
Don’t you dare step off that sidewalk!!
I'll run you over.
I trump any crosswalk or pedestrian sign.
Because, frankly, and nothing personal,
My life means more than yours.
Why not be self-centered?
My parents assure me I’m a winner.
Supposed representatives of the people…
cry WAAAA WAAAA!!
if they don’t get THEIR way
Why should I not do the same.
Well...enough modest pontification.
I’ve got more important things to do…
Like visit my statue…
In the Pantheon Of The Selfless…
flowers and gifts are often left.
And, of course, check to see
how many likes, reads, and comments
my humble poetry has garnered on the web site.
Not that it matters.
*Bette Midler in "Beaches”
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