Wednesday, 28 May 2014

Poetry Thursday 112 - Baby Boomer Generation and Millionaire's Lament



The poem today was in response to a challenge that I read earlier this week. The style seemed to fit!


Baby Boomers

Born into a black and white world and a simpler existence.
Earth’s produce available and unsullied by chemicals or health and safety insistence.

Psychodelia and the beautiful people’s flower power resistance
to societies rules and sterile, unfeeling dominance.

Free love, happy beads and Sgt. Pepper’s musical alliance
with halucogenic’s pictures of a common people’s emergence.

Soon to end and be dragged back to Big Brother’s will and to subservience
dominated by Disney’s own hooting and vindictive fairy Maleficent(s)

The Millennium approached with threats of computer failure and imploding finance.
The reality being a somewhat understated nascence.

Noughties have come and gone with our lot damaged by banks’ deviance
creating national voting tendencies thrown out of balance.

The future holds more questions than answers for the aging Baby Boomers guidance.
But it appears that society is no more than a colossal hindrance.
©David L Atkinson May 2014



Millionaire’s Lament

What is the point of a millionaire
if they exist just to make more?

What is the point of a millionaire
if all they make is more poor?

What is the point of a millionaire
if the earth is simply their playground?

What is the point of a millionaire
If when they play no one’s around?

What is the point of a millionaire
if the money they spend is wasted?

What is the point of a millionaire
if the prices they pay are inflated?

What is the point of a billionaire?

©David L Atkinson May 2014

God Bless