Poem - MAG Poetry Prize 2010
Our Technology in a Hungry World
by
Christchurch, New Zealand
The
children on the dark forgotten line
The line outside the side that
has the dosh
The dosh that was intended for the stuff
the stuff
of which there never is enough
Enough
to feed the ones that are not us
Enough to clip invested interests
first
Enough to care but not to care enough
Enough, Enough,
Enough, Enough, Enough
I
splattered on our boots and on the line
I spotted yours but you
did not see Mine
I spotted Mine hung up there in a tree, with
eyes
and nose and mouth and bits on me
Almost
anything is cheaper than a script
Almost any passing guilt will
work the till
Almost any fool’s Reality will thrill
Almost
anything you find puts 'content' in
we
click their laughing faces and move on
we satellite their trauma
‘round the world
we let our viewers pick out which one dies
then
leave them to starvation and to flies
Added: 20.12.2009
06.05.2010
This poem was interesting. A poet talking about problems in the modern world in quite a sharp, edgy way. Disquieting.
07.05.2010
The concept is lovely, but it might have worked better with only 3 Enoughs. The chanting rhythm is good, and makes the poem more striking
11.05.2010
I'm most impressed by the first stanza - novel and striking.