Our Dreams Swallowed – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“When buying and selling are controlled by legislators, the first things to be bought and sold are legislators.” P.J. O’Rourke

Our Dreams Swallowed

We were born to rove but the days are rough,
innocence was wasted along the roads of youth,
our dreams swallowed in political sloth.

I never thought we'd ever do life so tough,
scammed, spammed, and damned of truth,
we were born to rove but the days are rough.

Hear the piggies wallowing in their trough,
nothing we can say will delay the proof,
our dreams swallowed in political sloth.

I simply wish we could push through and bluff,
but that would bring us to the gutter uncouth,
we were born to rove but the days are rough.

My anger boils in ever righteous wrath
at this maddening destructive spoof,
our dreams swallowed in political sloth.

So transparent their evil cut of cloth,
how have these villains missed the noose,
we were born to rove but the days are rough,
our dreams swallowed in political sloth.


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18 responses to “Our Dreams Swallowed – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. Love the poems. Many piggies deserve better comparison than our politicians. Many piggies become bacon while politicians steal the bacon they bring home.

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  2. VJ

    “political sloth” – excellent

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  3. He rather resembles that remark.

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  4. This is the line that most resonated with me: “scammed, spammed, and damned of truth.” Some days I think Timothy Leary had it right: Turn on, tune in, drop out. (Without the drugs, of course.)

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  5. lync56

    Wow great poem – love the style and the power of your words – saying so well what we are all feeling

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  6. Great villanelle, Paul. I personally find that form challenging to write but the repeating two lines seem to deepen with each stanza. I love how the last stanza pulls this poem together with the question “how have these villains missed the noose”? I do keep wondering this myself.

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    • Yes, I too find structured poems a challenge, I do them as a discipline, to get out of any rut I might be entering, lol. Yes, how is it that the whole west has turned so sour and ugh, our leaders.

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