“Words” by me
The little worker ants, That puff their chests out, And speak of social injustice, In unearned honor and importance.Pronounce that they represent the folks back home. The foolish that cast their votes in ignorance, Driven to a lie-filled, fearful frenzy, That became hatred and malice.While all the while, their true intentions, Hidden in lies and… Read More The Worker Ants 006
The little worker ants Never fail to fall For the old sleight of handThe orange magician Mesmerizing with the left Presenting something petty and shinyWhile all the while performing Atrocities, abuse and injustice With the well-greased rightThey cheer and clap With glee and excitement Never seeing the real worldRoy RichardJanuary 2025
Who are you to burden my life? You come with good wordsYet your actions only bring disappointment Utterances cannot fix issuesI do not accept or condone your bulging pride What makes you better than others?The multitude of initials after your name? They bear no proof of wisdomYour attitude breaks others under your heel Robbing of… Read More Who Are You?
The little worker ants Wear tinfoil hats To protect from the space lasersThey drink their bleach And swallow their Ivermectin To ward off the ‘foreign flu’Reality evades their little minds As they reject the defeat Chanting “Stop the Steal”All the while mocking the ‘fake news’ That reported truth Unbeknown to themselvesThe slight of hand of… Read More The Worker Ants 004
The Worker Ants ate their dinner By the glow of FOX News on TV No words round the table were heardTheir little brains numb and filled With misguided dreams The lies had taken root thereNo original thoughts escaped For they had been banned and forbidden Only the orange rhetoric was allowedAfter dinner they watched their… Read More The Worker Ants 003
The worker ants sat in their pews No mind paid to the orange shit on their heelsThe remnant of their leader’s lies that secrete Bigotry, violence and deceitWith smiles and half-closed eyes Their little minds becoming weaponizedThe message never changed Hate the different, attack the estrangedWhen the eulogy had been homogenized They marched back to… Read More The Worker Ants 002
From a recent Political Fiction Class…..Write a short piece in which an ordinary object becomes the focal point for a conflict between two characters. What does each character believe the object represents, and how do their interpretations shape their relationship and reveal their values?WhatsitI visited an estate sale today, not unusual for me as I… Read More Whatsit
The worker ants saluted and marched Their little heels archedNo questions they asked The truth never unmaskedNo concern for justice Only following their AugustusBlinded by fables They felt enabledTo hate, detest and attack Their neighbors to wrackRoy RichardDecember 2024
POLITICAL FICTION CLASS:Assignment: Write a fictional scene where protest occurs in an everyday, non-political setting such as a family dinner, a workplace, or a school. How does a character protest something unjust or unfair in their everyday environment? What are the repercussions of their stand? SHELIA’S ‘WEAR’Sheila had never felt that her life was repressed,… Read More SHELIA’S ‘WEAR’
Memories Where have all my memories gone?Have they been whisked away by a thief?Discredited by censors?Sent to archive by my CPU? They should appear as a checkerboard.Red, black, red, black…..Good, bad, good, bed…..Aligned and ready for use. Instead, their appearance is a well stained lace tablecloth.The threads of good memories are often covered by the… Read More Memories
Ramblings of an Old Coot 