LEECHES

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    LEECHES

    LEECHES

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    WHAT ARE THEY

    A HANGER-ON

     

    THEY’RE THOSE WHO CAN SUCK BLOOD OUT OF A STONE

    UNTIL THEY HAD ENOUGH

    AND MOVE ON TO ITS NEXT HOST

    SOMEONE LIKE YOU OR I

    AND SOMETIMES LOOK LIKE YOU OR I

    WITH A SMILE FROM EAR TO EAR

    YET THEY HAVE NO SOUL INSIDE THEM

    THEY ARE WIDE EYED, AND PARCHED

    THEY WILL SUCK YOU TILL YOUR DRY

    LEAVING YOU AND YOUR FAMILY TO ROT AND DIE

     

     

    WHERE ARE THEY

    THOSE ANNELID WORMS

     

    USUALLY THEY TRAVEL THE FRESH WATERS

    OF RIVERS AND STREAMS

    BUT THESE LEECHES STEAL PEOPLES LIVES AND DREAMS

    THEY’RE EVERYWHERE

    ACROSS THE STREET

    DOWN THE ROAD

    IN SOMEONES FAMILY

    AT MARKETS AND STORES

    AND PLACES PEOPLE HANG OUT EVEN MORE

    SOMEONE WHO HAS EVERYTHING

    EVERYTHING THAT’S YOURS OR MINE

     

    WHO ARE THEY

    THEY’RE DOWN RIGHT THIEVES

     

    THEY SMILE, AND SAY HELLO

    THEY LOOK AND THEY LEER

    FOR SOMEONE TO FOLLOW

    THESE LEECHES ARE PEOPLE

    WHO TAKE WITH NO FEAR

    AS THEY TALK WITH US, THEY CONSUME US

    COLLECTING INFORMATION

    TO TELL US WHAT WE WANT TO HEAR

     

    MANY LEECHES ARE THE PROFESSIONAL

    THOUSANDS MAYBE MILLIONS

    AS THEY TRY TO RULE THE EARTH

    SUCKING AND SUCKING

    UNTIL THEY SEE THE MILLIONS OF TEARS

    OF LIVES THEY HAVE CHANGED ONLY OUT OF FEAR

    SO ALWAYS BEWARE

    THESE LEECHES HAVE A GLARE

    A FEATURE WE DON’T SHARE

    LEECHES DON’T CARE

     

    Joseph A DeVoe

    9/20/09

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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