Goodbye D.C. Farewell!!!

D.C. this war is at your door.

We want YOU, NO MORE!!!

Haven’t your heard?

You will when the crowds’ speak these words.

A country filled with political fiends.

Cruelty to disabled people as a means.

A billion Chinese liens.

So DC can live pristine.

And what is our consolations?

Corporate pink slips…terminations.

Government yells seek, “Jesus for Salvation!!”.

And so we have had this revelation.

D.C. this war is at your door.

We want YOU, NO MORE!!!

Haven’t your heard?

You will when the crowds’ speak these words.

Thank you for your gentle platitudes.

You have our sincere gratitude.

We certainly don’t mean to be rude.

But we have had a change in attitude.

We are children of the streets.

And we have spirits that can’t be beat.

Others like us, you’ll never meet.

And our vengeance will be so so sweet.

Goodbye D.C. Farewell.

Take Greedy Corporate American with you and rot in Hell.

Put Wall Street up to sell.

Farewell, D.C. Farewell!!!

D.C. this war is at your door.

We want YOU, NO MORE!!!

Haven’t your heard?

You will when the crowds’ speak these words.

Goodbye!!!

Well I bet you can guess my inspiration as I am simply channeling the feelings of the entire country towards all of Washington D.C. Since this is my last entry into the poetry contest I thought I would write in free form poetry. It is a risk. But one that I thought would be appropriate since it was my last poem.

It is almost a song or a chant that could easily be made into a song. When I wrote it I heard it as a song. I know that probably sounds completely weird but it is how I came up with this as a song.

I have discovered several things about writing poetry which I was unaware of some of which everyone can study on the internet and then others like the fact I can’t compose poetry on the computer but I have to do it with pen and paper. I know another weird thing about me. The rest of you probably can compose anywhere but there is something about having to write it with pen and paper that makes it more real for me.

I also have to compose in absolute silence. This is why I have not been writing television reviews over this past weekend. I have forgone television to put in these last minute entries. And in order to do it with any success at all everything had to be shut off so I could compose. My son has hated it.

At the beginning of the contest I had secretly hoped to win perhaps a little prize but then I checked out the field of competition and I really understood that the competition was fierce. So I re-calibrated my ambitions to the simple hopes I would be read. And I have been and therefore I consider myself a winner. I have learned more about my Hubpages community and I have made some new friends. And I have to be grateful for what I have achieved and not what I haven’t. So I would like to thank every single last one of you who have stuck with me through thick and thin and read all my work. I am so grateful to all of you. I hate to lose but at least I lose gracefully.