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I Have To Bury the Monster!!!……..by Robert M. Katzman

Filed under: Gritty Katzman Chicago Stories,Jewish Themes,Life & Death,My Own Personal Hell,Poetry & Prose — Bob at 11:44 am on Friday, September 30, 2011

© September 29, 2011

 

“The Monster has Died!!

I have to bury the Monster”

Says the man who keeps the lies

I have to Bury the Monster

The Terrible One who shreds lives

Tears, crunches, slaps, punches, bites

The one who hits with leather belts and buckles

The one who shatters personalities

The Destroyer of Children

The Destroyer of Marriages

I am the Keeper of Lies

I have to Bury the Monster

No one must ever know

About Bonnie & Bobby

Charm

She had Charm

Beauty

Wit

The Life of the Party

She was

 Artistic

Popular

Persuasive

and

In demand

She wore a Mask

The Mask came off

At home

I have to Bury the Monster

To live secretly in terror

Prisoners of madness

No corner was safe in a house

When the Monster went hunting

 Her children her only prey

The Keeper of Lies and his sister Bonnie

Have to Bury the Monster

Have to meet the Rabbi

And tell lies one more time

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Nickel, Dime & Penny-Ante Poverty…By Robert M. Katzman

Filed under: Gritty Katzman Chicago Stories,Life & Death,Philosophy,Poetry & Prose,Politics,Social Policy and Justice — Bob at 11:00 am on Monday, September 19, 2011

September 18, 2011

 

Happy meal

Happy meal

Happy meal

God Damn it!

I’m so unhappy!!

Can’t pay rent

Can’t move

Can’t pay doctors

Can’t get sick

Can’t afford to stay well, either

Tires’re bald

Can’t pay Triple A

Can’t get a flat

 My teen wants clothes

And knows that’s out

My wife?

Dinner & a movie

No chance

Can’t buy a smile from

Either one of ‘em

Only the dog’s happy to see me

 Drag my sad self through the door

Tail tick-tocking

Licking my face

Jumping around

Better keep feeding that dog, man

Or there’s no one

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Sarah Was Born on 9/11…by Robert M. Katzman (9/1/11)

Filed under: Children,Conspiracy Theories,Depression and Hope,Life & Death,Philosophy,Politics — Bob at 10:26 am on Thursday, September 1, 2011

 

I look up, I see nothing

Blue skies, evaporated people

Numb now to horror then

A decade ago

What to say that’s not been said?

I’ve been thinking on that

Pearl Harbor’s flying attacking bombers

Began a war seventy years ago

A lifetime ago

So similar to the towers in loss

In treachery

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