"It's all about the health craze"
said the smoker to the overweight dietician
"Everybody wants to be thinner, prettier, faster, smarter"
Chimed in the blind aesthetician
“Nobody seems to get it, we think we’ve got made
All our issues aren’t regulated with
Nafta and the marketing trade
Really, we’re further than we’ve ever been
And that’s not safe to say, at this rate we‘ll never win”
continued the blind aesthetician
“Infact the treaties and agreements, are only there to be sold
Air pollution is divvied up from country to country,
Based on their outtake and intake. Those that don’t use
Much or pollute at all can sell their shares
And we are right back to square one”
The blind aesthetician stopped in her sentence
The boss overheard and fired her.
“You can’t trust anything you hear anymore”
Said the dietician to the smoker
“Yup, one day it’s good for you, the next it’s crap”
Replied the smoker.
“I’ve smoked for years and all It hurts is me
Although my 6 kids have emphysema, one needs
A new lung, my youngest has a nicotine addiction
My third has bronchial cancer,
(she’s 6 the government can help her),
My curtains smell like smoke
And the warnings are just a joke
Why, I’m still here and breathing!”
Then she had a heart attack and died
“We need to be healing ourselves”
Said the dietician to the country
“The foods we eat are garbage
And we barely exercise our rights
The companies should be liable.
We’re just as accountable too
Since when did selling poison
Not even bother you?”
A corporate hog came down the road
Opened the doors to say
“Why dietician we’ve bought your silence
You’ll work for us the next day”
An angry dietician
Slapped that man in the face
“you’re ruining yourself
And the human race!
You think it’s about the bottom dollar
We’ll I’ll bet you a penny more
That if you kill all of your consumers
Through your product, and particularly
Through your services (and lack thereof)
You won’t make a dollar in your next life
As we’ll all be clinging to another.
You pump us full of chemicals
In the foods we eat, the air we breathe
And the addictions you so freely (but at a cost)
Hand out daily.
Perhaps it’s time you see yourself
And the damage done”
But before the dietician could go on:
She was overrun and assassinated
“You shouldn’t have a voice- let alone an opinion”
Said the consultant to the conscientious boss
“that’s why you fired your aesthetician,
dealt with your dietician,
Then increased the price of smokes.
You are the government sir, enjoy your CEO status”
And as the boss looked out the window,
towards parliament hill, he knew he had
Ottawa by the balls.
Author notes
nice twists and irony if i do say so meself - hell i do say so meself!
tied it all together.
hope this fits the bill.
something that angers me, and is on your list of angry things
this area is my specialty!
SPINDICATED's editor, Kryspin
Written November 30th, 2004
In a list
A contest entry
- tired of being told to clean it up, make it pretty for little girls ears? by sevas-tra.
500 points, ended September 3, 2005, 16 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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uhhhh...FUNNI!!!! my stomach hurts from laughing so hard...i liked it!!!
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hey I won second with it! I think you're good luck too!
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Kryspin this is sooooooooooo darn good, Mmm Mmm good!!!!
You have weaved humanity's already tangled web in a super angry yet with purpose and direction piece! I really enjoyed the many levels and layers of reality, anger and etc you have with excellent voice penned here. This one has got to be a winner, and if not...ha ha ha I got your back!
Awesome work, and cheers to winning this contest!
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Wow. Thanks for commenting! that was nifty how you could relate to several of the topics covered in the poem.
glad you could take the time to comment and read my material.
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hey thanks for reading! Glad you enjoyed this
Heehee I guess I've established style and substance - or at least something I'm known for! hah -
yay
I'm glad I successfully reached my goal and made you laugh!
thanks for commenting -
I grew up in the late 50's and early 60's when smoking was socially in. All my parents' friends lit up when they came to visit. A room full of smoke and strategically placed ash trays were part of how it was. I smoked for several years as a teenager and quit on my own because health became more important to me. On the one hand I am all for better health and a cleaner environment. I know that companies take advantage. Yet adults make their own choices and should not be able to make others pay for their bad judgement and voluntary actions. And the one thing I hate as much as I hate corporate greed, maybe more so, is the self-righteousness of people who use these issues to tell everybody else how to live. One sentence jumped out at me in this piece:
“You can’t trust anything you hear anymore”
That's a fact. I'm so sick of news anchors beginning with "the latest studies show..." that I could scream. If you wait long enough (as in the case of coffee for example) you will be told one thing this year, something else the next. And since the public has the memory span of a two year old they get away with all that crap. All I can say is that the person who won't learn to sort out the truth for themselves is a fool. -
Thanks for saying so many things that too many people are too afraid to say. I can always count on you for that!
This poem kicks ass and I hope you win this contest over! Good luck.
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Ah! Wonderful! You dealt with many issues at once, and then ended it with a wonderfully realization-spawning issue that had me giggling with liberal protest spirit! The way you described it was beyond conventionaly poetry, prose with format, but poetic beyond grammar. Wonderful!
Thank you so much for entering this in the contest
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