from the shores of BedlAmerica

Poem Info
130 words
0
2k
0
Share this Poem

Font Size

Default Font Size

Font Spacing

Default Font Spacing

Font Face

Default Font Face

Reading Theme

Default Theme (White)
You need to Log In or Sign Up to have your customization saved in your Literotica profile.
PUBLIC BETA

Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box.

You can temporarily switch back to a Classic Literotica® experience during our ongoing public Beta testing. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements.

Click here

the world is ending

the world is ending...
for an impoverished old man
who uses a walker
to get around a dingy nursing home
in a land he took D-day shrapnel for,
and imagine the liberals
want to taint the free market
and give him better food

the world is ending...
for the drug addicted
on the streets
who can't find enough to eat...
and when they see
the error of their ways
there's a lengthy waiting list
to get sub-standard cultish treatment
and so they die

Meanwhile, the Christian zealots
are in lines
waving "pro-life" signs
everyday outside abortion clinics,
losing and raising money,
throwing metaphoric stones at "fags,"
and telling us how the world's going to end
tommorow, May 22, 2011
here on the shores of BedlAmerica

Please rate this poem
The author would appreciate your feedback.
  • COMMENTS
Anonymous
Our Comments Policy is available in the Lit FAQ
Post as:
Anonymous
1 Comments
simply__mesimply__mealmost 13 years ago
well said

and true for many