I HEAR America singing, the varied carols I hear;
Those of the transit bus drives-- weary but well payed;
The architect singing his, as he designs the buildings of the future;
The engineer singing his, as he invents new computers and cars;
The pilot singing as he soars through the air-- the stewardess singing as she passes out salads and cocktails;
The corporations sing as they find the newest loopholes to exploit the law;
The lawyer singing his, a song full of malice and disregard for what is obviously just;
The corrupt politicians sing as they pass selfish laws that hurt the economy;
The dying song of Earth, as it is consumed by our lust and greed;
And of course, of our youth, reveling in instant gratification and ignorance;
Singing, through cell phones and instant messaging, their distorted auto tuned songs.
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Joe, I really liked this poem! It's sad how our world can be. I wish that I could've written such a deep poem, but unfortunately my brain does not work in such a way. The last line about the cell phones and the instant messaging was really awesome and effective. Loves it!
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