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Root Canal Injustice – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

RDP Tuesday – Vacant

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Photo: Luka Kauzlaric – Courier Mail

 

“Wherever the real power in a government lies, there is the danger of oppression.”   James Maddison

Root Canal Injustice

Like root canal
without anaesthesia
they drill down to the bone,
and once they’ve sucked your marrow
you can say goodbye to life,
and even when there’s nothing left
they keep coming back for more,
their vacant eyes see nothing of
the pain they leave behind,
they seem so puzzled when
complaints are made or
crying fills the air,
just as Eichmann liked to say,
“there’s orders”
so follow them they do,
and even though you’re innocent
they’ll make a criminal of you,
they’ll lie about your welfare debt
and shaft you when you rise,
their road has long diverged
and the map no longer counts,
their compass has no morals now,
and, though you owe them nothing,
they want a thousand bucks.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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What Does Love Cost – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Poetics

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“Anticipate charity by preventing poverty.”  Maimonides

What Does Love Cost?

What does love for others really cost,
what pain to wash their feet,
to serve and walk in other’s shoes,
and feed the hungry too,
what might that mean?
to give my coat and
be vulnerable, what then?
To forgive, no, really forgive,
how would that feel?
To live with an integrity that
values every form of life,
never seeking gain,
just imagine if we were
careless for the things
that alienate, the machine of empire,
the greed and gorge of living,
if we turned our guns to plough-shares
and plastic into roads,
just imagine what love might cost,
and go and cash the cheque.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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To Be A Voice – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

RDP Monday – Rouse

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Photo: shutterstock.com  MLK 1963, Washington march for Civil Rights.

 

“Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere.”  Martin Luther King Jr.

 

To Be A Voice

As a child I heard your words
and did not know them,
later I could feel them,
roused as
one feels anything so powerful,
they pulsed,
electrifying,
lighting my fire
driving me on,
leaving no escape
nor hiding place,
other than to be a voice
in the same wilderness.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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Never – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Word of the Day – Vain

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“War does not determine who is right – but only who is left.”  Bertrand Russell

Never

Never have the vainglories of death
been so exposed as in the spectre of war
where truth is so relentlessly sucked dry
by the ghouls of righteous capital,
so cheaply purchased by the blood of innocents,
for those who would never near the fight
as to get their morals dirty
nor their boots,
they are the ones who would kill their own
for the sake of a few inches of sand
and forty pieces of silver.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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If Only – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

RDP Monday – Duende

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“…. if we could move away from a culture of compliance based on ‘perverse incentives’ and ‘too much focus on achieving targets.'” E. Munro

 

If Only

I didn’t realise the magical power of managerialism,
if only we’d thrown it at Hitler in Prague
we’d have stopped the war at the start,
what if we talked it to Ho Chi Minh or
the drug dealer down on the corner,
perhaps it would save the poor
or schmooze the terrorists to relent,
reverse global warming and
save a species or two as well,
we’ll stop disease altogether,
you see, we’ve got a plan
all policied and shiny
with targets and outcomes
and performance indicators
in case we get lost,
regulations and procedures
to keep us in line
and risk management in case
the lines run out,
with this kit and caboodle
we’ll conquer the world,
one document at a time,
all will be well
she passionately droned.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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We Sat Together – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

RDP Monday – Mend

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“Change does not roll in on the wheels of inevitability, but comes through struggle”. Martin Luther King Jn.

 

We Sat Together

The room went very quiet as we sat together,
it was a pigment of their imagination
that we were perhaps not quite right,
somehow an offence to
the workings of the universe,
but we sat none-the-less
making our mend
one conversation at a time,
bridging the gulf of
someone’s triumphant version of history,
grounding ourselves in each other,
making our paths straight.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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As Poppies Weep – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon.

RDP Thursday – A Flower Cried

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“All war is a symptom of man’s (sic) failure as a thinking animal.”  John Steinbeck

As Poppies Weep

How best can you die and
at what hands might that be,
how excruciating can we make it
of bullets, shells and gas
lost in the thick of bloodied mud
and barbed protections
that betray any sense of humanity
certainly not animal because
animals know better than we,
how is it that we,
the thinking species,
slit the wrists of
every generation
and dare to call it glory,
and for what,
some politician’s ideological orgasm
where there are no gasps of ecstasy
only sobs of grief and despair
as poppies weep for the seed of youth.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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Greta Speaks – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Photo: gettyimages.com  – Greta Thunberg at the the U.S. Senate Climate Change Task Force.

 

“Those who have publicly spoken out against Greta have largely been men, something the psychologist said points to ‘very obvious misogyny.’      Zoe Drewett of metro.co.uk quoting environmental psychologist Dr. Renee Lertzman

Greta Speaks

Sixteen years ago an
embryo of the sun began to rise,
a benevolence of youth,
the juice and passion of life
unsophisticated yet focussed,
kindling the hearts of many,
terrifying aged men
who throw sand and call names,
casting aspersions,
running scared,
lashing out,
crying,
snivelling,
lying,
silencing life.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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The One Hidden – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Poetic Pop Art

At dVerse Poets Victoria has invited us to take Pop Art as inspiration for a poem.

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Image: ‘In Search Of History’ Alexander Kosolapov, 1982 – Sotsart

Note: SOTS-ART Soviet political art, a journey friend of Pop Art which, due to Soviet censorship of the 1970s – 80s, was mostly underground work.

 

“I’m afraid that if you look at a thing long enough, it loses all of its meaning.”  Andy Warhol

The One Hidden

The conspiracy of words and time
melds colour to a constancy of grey
like ever present winter clouds
brooding over truth
whatever that might be,
and indeed,
that is the question Pilate asked
non the wiser for a reply,
that certainty as a non-event is,
in truth, a certainty,
where facts like curbs
eventually erode and fritter
revealing the naked and bold-faced
lies of our fathers,
a constructed history by numbers,
O how we walked those grey blocks
seeking lucent hope,
just a glimmer of colour,
a taste of the real,
no, not that capitalist lie, freedom,
it is the one hidden in my breast.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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No One Dares – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Quadrille

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“forcible intercourse with one individual is called “Rape” and raping thousands of individuals at a time is called “Politics.”  Srinivas Shenoy

 

 

No one Dares

It’s a politicians job to lie,
but the public need a facade
window dressing
with dummies and all,
emperors without clothes,
and no one dares shout out,
we now serve the politicians
as they once served us,
but I wish they’d just nick off.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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