IN A 1000 YEARS by R.M. Engelhardt

In a thousand years
Time shall
Change you
Into a small animal
Who shall be eaten
By a larger animal
That a thousand years
Before his birth
Was the unwashed homeless guy
That you with your
Money, car and 3 piece
Suit ignored walking past
The corner of Church & 7th
Street as you drank your
Starbuck’s Cafe Latte as he
Asked if you could spare
25 cents so he could buy a
Cheaper cup of coffee
3 blocks away at the convenience
Store in a shitty, crappy urban
Neighborhood

And just like when
You responded to his
Plea a thousand years before
He shall quietly
And without words
Simply respond back
By slightly
Shaking his head
And attempting to
Dislodge an annoying piece
Of meat

From his
Teeth

 

Under The Hunger Moon by R.M. Engelhardt

In early evening,
Jupiter in the sky,
Hunger moon tonight.

Where
The wolves
Of wall street
“Prey”
Upon
Each generation
Under any
Name
Monarch or
King, Politician
Or snake.
For history
Just seems to be
And never change
A wolf, a dog
Chasing it’s own tale
Into devestation
“Greed”
In early evening,
Jupiter in the sky,
Hunger moon tonight.
As all the people,
Tents are forced
To leave
With their statements
&
Beliefs.
And yet?
Who ever said
That
Life,
This world
Or universe
Was ever
Fair?
In early evening,
Jupiter in the sky,
Hunger moon tonight.
Where we all starve
For a better way,
A better life.
Usually realizing
The fates of Rome
&
Our kind
Far Far
Too late.