Member Poem

Frigidaire - from upper atmosphere
hammering and whipsawing debris
ferociously with an angry flare,
cuz mother nature - fed up to here
(re: envision me hands indicating
over top of head) for humanity
scurrying without a care
leaving heavy-duty footprints
blotting out those
of Santa Claus' ancestral reindeer

(and indiscriminately trouncing
flora and fauna upon terrestrial firma)
on a yearly mission where
"Neither snow, nor rain,
nor heat, nor gloom of night
stays these couriers
from the swift completion
of their appointed rounds”
to deliver yule tide
courtesy this bloke -

who haint no bobbing
crotchety old man per radical side
of the establishment,
(rather yours truly a passive activist)
but considers all tha hoo ha
over Xmas devoid of divine pride
and indignant over so much hype
prejudiced against mankind
not equally touting
t'other days of the year,

where vices many do not hide
so, I hasten to clarify, identify,
rectify (albeit poetically)
no intent to pop
any holiday balloon -
only virtue blithely doth glide
past majority intent
on grabbing, rattling
(Alice in) chains
like ghosts of christmas past
so for that reason
this liberal democrat doth chide
how mass of consumers
married materialism like a bride

forsaking fred ship
while flying high jolly roger
(ah ah ah chew...I got me a gold),
where care does in rare form abide
or if discernible with a tiny tim burr
coalescing into miserliness
and meanness like a cur
mud ginned golem
with thick wooly Fez E Wig
that easily passes faux pas fur
as protection against the brutal coldness
sans ignorant and want that murmur

barely audible in contest
witnessed by scrooge
who as fiction tries
to unfetter himself
and for the sake of
Jacob Marley begins to stir
prophetic for selfishness
and greed globally extant
per this doctrine a best buy
allows, enables and provides
well oiled machinery
of wealth held by rich gal or guy
thus shackling with no inkling
a disproportionate populace

to feel weighed
down in heavy chains
though invisible omnipotent bonds
stronger than steel straitjackets well nigh
held captive i.e. colonialism revisited,
where justice does not apply
in this interconnected World Wide Web,
whence accolades applauded
to those who act sly - and try
cajoling, finessing, insinuating
broken, empty, grimly hollow promises
teasing recalcitrant partners
analogous to strip the willow
tis purposeless asking why

undulating, triangulating, strangulating,
et cetera in a Venus flytrap
essentially spurring me to consider
December twenty fifth nuttin
boot poppy cock
while sitting on Santa's lap,
who never gets pooped out
hopscotching across realm
resorting to his own
global positioning satellite
linkedin with every revised map
one chimney from the next
and never caught taking a nap.