On Bus No. 19 on Friday

so close to beautiful
and so apart from it

foolishness in the way of its presence
in our community

how polluted is our place
are our places
with whatever modernity dumps upon
empties out in the empty barrels
which the so called Third World is

empty oil barrels
we make steel pans with
our one act of innovation

so many more inventions needed
home grown, homemade

instead of gadgets without end
to fill time with
pollute the culture and corrupt it
in so many ways

used to celebrate
what is adverse
by what we are being undermined


© Obediah Michael Smith, 2009
6:38 p.m. 09.01.09