i tried calling
you didn’t pick up
where have you gone to, America?
i can’t find you under my bed or in my closet with the other monsters
you seem to be everywhere all at once like you’re imitating God, but maybe you’re just photocopying yourself until the ink turns to white like your flag on the moon
where have you gone to America?
when I go down on you, you never return the favor
where have you gone to, America?
your model homes are empty
your desks in your schools are empty
your teachers are just praying for tenure
where have you gone to, America?
are you in Central Park with those cast to the corners?
are you in Brooklyn with the rappers who reside in check out counter headphones?
the Dodgers are in Los Angeles now
the Lakers are in Los Angeles now
how come she always gets whatever she wants?
where have you gone to, America?
your youngest daughter still needs you
where have you gone to, America?
your unwrapped gifts are stacking up under the Xmas tree
your churches have walls to expand for the holiday rush
where have you gone to, America?
you left the groceries out on the table
you left your poor friends out on your San Francisco doorstep
you left your children at school with a gun
and you want to blame the trigger for the finger that pulled it
you want the television to babysit us
while you go out drinking with strange men
i tried leaving you this message, America
but your mailbox was full
COPYRIGHT BRICE MAIURRO 2012
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I really like this, the unanswered questions…
Great!
Reminds of Neil Diamond “They’ve all gone to look for America”
Incredible insightfulness. So timely. Very well done!
Thanks, Bernard. If you get a chance, let me know what you think of “A Girl Named America”
Sorry. Autocorrect changed your name.
No problem with the name. I will look at A Girl Named America.
Love this!
Thanks!
Great write… I really enjoyed it… unfortunately so true!
Thank you!
Thanks for checking out Catty Callie and following. I’ll check back in on the poetry, since that’s my thing too.
Good work,
Coco
Thanks, Coco.
“You blame the trigger for the finger that pulled it”. Some poignant, as yet unanswered questions…
You’re right. They are still unanswered, and I just dont know what the answer is on this one.
*just don’t know. Big difference there