I cheat, I lie I backtrack, deny I obfuscate and complicate anything to hide the truth Misinformation I cowardly spread forwardly as ordinary as conspiracy to larceny as policy to conspiracy I function in complicity in social media anonymity Where I apply to truth misuse The risk to me individually that I can see is virtually small enough to be risk free to spread hurt mischievously to revel in power disproportionately Vengeful at my oversight my insignificance my empty nights my blighted existence, my trampled rights my lack of insight into doing what’s right I have devolved to taking what’s mine no responsibility, my time to shine. Basking in screen light I refine my hatred of others for having what isn’t mine No obligation to the social contract I make my way with abuse and hack I twist words and views - take that back! Take that back! Attack, attack, attack, attack! Deep, deep, deep down, do I know this is wrong? This never ending destructive ultra-self-interested song this perpetual wallow in despair this unrequited desire to belong begetting this relentless desire to bring everyone else down to my level My oppressed throng. Do I dare the admission? Will I take the risk? Aargh! The shame of it The pain of it The wrenching, gutting bane of it The creep, the dragging chain of it The cowering, snivelling, ever repeating refrain of it I am disdain, the disdain of it. Will I take the risk? The d'verse prompt for this week came from Tricia, a challenge to explore risk. Join us at https://dversepoets.com/2021/06/08/poetics-take-a-risk/ strathbogie poetry #strathbogiepoetry
The Risk
18