This one is for everyone who will NOT be smugly ‘starting out 2008 debt-free’
(I hate people who can actually say that – don’t you? Oh, it’s a jealousy thing? Really? Fancy that.)
Considering the schizophrenic economy in the U.S. and elsewhere, I imagine that many of you will be able to relate to this piece.
Sim Stafford, meanwhile, is a poet, musical genius, and guru to yours truly (and a great deal of other people as well).
Please look for more of his contributions this year.
– The Editor.
Please, look away! I am a hideous
sight, undeserving of your attention
to my diction. It is insidious
of me to crawl from my hole to mention
how stellar study in the liberal arts
plunged me into an infinite abyss.
Sallie Mae, that witch, has stolen my heart,
Leaving me a beast that no one will kiss.
Her letters are stacked beside that jar by
the door, but I pretend not to know who
they are for (after flinging them they fly
across the universe). Then she calls me to
recollect my promise in various
voices hissing, “We are legion…” Mistress Mae
possesses me—head-spinning, nefarious,
Class-skipping (off record)—but will I obey?
Please hear me out through the song and the dance
I perfected at many a party.
Just one more forbearance—give me a chance!
I swear I’ll work hard instead of hardly.
Eyes glazed over, I look ahead with interest,
Fearing I’ll be left alone with this knowledge.
By default I have chosen indifference,
But still care for that wild daze of college.
Amazing poem by an amazing author. Truer words were never spoken.
Excellent. This is truly an incredible piece.
This is GREAT. I cannot wait for the next poem.
I used to watched them,
through the rose-colored glasses
of a Presidential Scholar.
How they reached for stars
(aren’t they just balls of gas?),
chased their dreams
(too many sleeping pills),
“took it all in” –
But please don’t make me tell
the exact location
of the insertion . . .
So much hope/
Dillusion, mixed with gin & juice,
a cocktail for the masses.
They swarmed like the proverbial bee!
That is if they studied enough
to pass with anything higher than a D+.
Didn’t anyone tell them?
No one told you?
The piper draws you in,
plays you a song,
puts you in a line,
and then leads you to your
DEBT
It’s not over, yet.
Sallie Mae and her minions,
Like Dr. Phil’s opinions,
Will haunt you
taunt you
until they leave a gaunt you
Out on the street.
I hope you get enough to eat
when your cardboard name-tag,
scratched with the saliva of a Sharpee,
proclaims to the world
(at least anyone leaving the interstate at your particular corner)
“I have an education!”
Three cheers
for the youth of the nation
God bless my generation
Hell—oooo
Current mood: crunk
Category: Dreams and the Supernatural
My new poem,,Im so excited about it. I nourish my mind thats why I am able to write such poems,hahhahahaha…….
Title—Greedy Deeds,,taking turns
Its alright
if not a lot of people
have enough money to give me to write.
Its time that we realize
life goes on
and on
and on
into infinity
The causes we make in this life
will come back to us again
Karma is imbedded
deep into our core
Americas been a money whore for way to long
where was I when the Roman Empire fell?
Did the Egyptians actually think their system would fail?
Probably no.
So stable enough
for a while
Now take one person
whos initial life condition is to act like the victim
well the other persons innate willingness to bully them comes out.
On a macroscopic scale
America has an innate victim type feel
Are you for real
wake up America
Its time to feel
take your prescriptions and do what you will
a medicated nation makes it that much easier to steal
Do what you will
Do what you will
Time to sober up now and get real
Reality bytes
Iran will play hard to get
It knows how to play with America
America is the boy who cried wolf
being across seas
I can see things I never saw while living amongst it all
Other countries, they dont need you anymore
you were just a dirty money whore
All used up now
the strict law of cause and effect doesnt lie
But please dont cry
just be patient
I promise once again
the strict law of cause and effect
will strike again
to the next glutonous country
the next country
the next country
the next country
the next
money
money money money money money money
money money money money money money
Thanks for reading my poem Hillary Harrison
And yes I am also a victim of this fatal company sallie mae. Everyone that reads this that is in the same situation just know you are not alone! They want me to pay 1,000dollars a month, I have actually never seen this much money at one time, until only once in my life when I bought my plane ticket to New York! Thats the only time, It would take me 6months to save up what they want me to pay in one month. If anyone wants to talk about this issue with me please feel free to email me at harrisonhillary@yahoo.com I would like to hear from some other person that is suffering! Thanks
I appreciate all your comments and readership and poetry and such…
Hmmm…I don’t feel like I’m a victim of the lending practices of my three lending masters, though all you may. Mine was a failure in pre-planning and a youthful indifference to my adult responsibilities. I threw caution to the wind and at times I’d even shout an apology to my future self. I would envision him in the midst of an ominous orchard sprung up from the seeds of self-destruction I was planting during those wild, opulent, and indulgent days of procrastination, hesitation to step into the world outside the stones walls of Duke University, and a mad search for experience and sensation.
In the words of Officer Daniels, my first site supervisor at my first post-collegiate job as a security officer, I have “done stepped in a pile of doo doo!”