Jobless n' Jodidos
poem by:
Q. Ramirez
Written
on Jan 24, 2017
Weeks seem like eternal days filled with ephemeral hours When you’re jobless Flesh turns cold and gray with all the books that one devours When you’re jobless Thank the Lord that you’re not homeless Life is sour when you feel totally useless Our soul will endeavor So you write a poem of rhyme that might sound clever When you’re jobless n’ Jodidos y sin dinero Belly ached with pangs of poverty that pollinates This barrio ready for the political bumblebees to take the honey To hive their jive Upon unsuspecting unexpecting mind souls This gabachismo exerted through the boob-tube Influencing dreams that break homeboy backs A mirage of frustrations of never-come-trues Griffoboffo cocaloco caminando andando Con las razas que viven aqui Amsterdambing it all in this B&B neighborhood Barrio of cookie fruit n’ vegetables Oreo-black Coconut-brown Apple-red or Squash-yellow Colors and hues coagulated in these Tejas-slums Vehemently striving for materialism with nothingism Ambivalent life spares no mercy As Dr. Yeshua helps those that help themselves An ambler of a minatory B&B home ambling Where crime’s mien mellifluously ambles This place where ex-pintos amble Jodidos y sin dinero
Tags: humor, anger, hope,
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Robert Kohlhammer commented:
I like your idea of putting spanish or latin in your poem.
Christopher Russon
commented:
I tend to agree with Robert I feel Spanish and Latin makes your poem relatable to all
Nationalities.well written poem.
