Damned
Although
I’m a different person now
There’s no going back
To forgiveness
There’s no dance
To be had
To make the rain
There’s nothing but sand
On the box
Most things are best
Left buried and forgotten
In the filtered memories
Of the damned
Long Roads
When blinded by ideology
The truth becomes illusive
Compassion
Spirals down narrow holes
Where rivers run black
With hate and hubris
Clipped at the knees
Behind enemy lines
By totems of fetish
From the backwoods
Hope and unity
Sniped by mistrust
As the long road
Grows longer still
No Hate
I do not hate
The rich or the poor
I do not hate
The right or the left
I do not hate others
For what they have
Or have not
I do not hate you
For whom you love
Or need to be
I do not hate
It’s as simple
As that
Gone
The entire thing
Is fragmented now
There’s no putting it
Back to together
There’s no sense to be made
From the pieces
There are no reflections
Of the whole
There’s nothing to be seen here
It’s gone
Originally published in Dissident Voice 2023
Misfire
Poetry is philosophy
A way of looking at life
A respite
From our new prisons
Of misbelief
Over flood plains of fascism
Controlling the senses
Where they anthropomorphize
God
And miss the point
Racing
We’re racing toward disasters
We know how to avoid
We’re bearing headlong
Into winds of darkness
From the ghettos
To the camps
Enemies of the state
“Not the right sort
Not the right thoughts”
A warning to others
Cleansing strains
Plant science and lexicology
We’ve seen it all before
And there’s still time
To turn back
John Drudge is a social worker working in the
field of disability management and holds degrees in social work, rehabilitation
services, and psychology. He is the author of four books of poetry:
“March” (2019), “The Seasons of Us” (2019), New Days (2020), and Fragments
(2021). His work has appeared widely in numerous literary journals, magazines,
and anthologies internationally. John is also a Pushcart Prize and Best of the
Net nominee and lives in Caledon Ontario, Canada with his wife and two
children.
Loved all your poems such depth
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