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Insanity Headline Sonnet

Insanity’s tenuous conditions:

Untreated mental health is dangerous

& for people there are no renditions

From this fate’s fickle finger arrangements

We leave the least among us all alone

With only their close families watching

(& those kin folk have their pride to atone)

So people’s insanity’s stretching

How the mysterious mind operates

Is beyond ev’ryone’s everything

Chemicals, hormones & even phosphates

Are in charge of what, to life, people bring

So, please understand that insanity

Is a problem for the community

http://www.nydailynews.com/new-york/nyc-crime/ny-metro-child-thrown-building-brother-20180929-story

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Toxic Chivalry Sonnet

Two sides of Toxic Masculinity:
Catcalling’s trite machismo enables
The “insecure,” “social stability”
While Violent “chivalry” “enables”

All this reifies masculinity
Making men more concrete or somehow real
Increasing women’s insecurity
& It’s forcing “girls” to learn how to deal

A tragedy of Masculinity
Is designed right in the patriarchy
We gave men fictional divinity
By suppressing nature’s matriarchy

A boy & a man fought in the South Bronx
Controlling woman’s honor: in a sconce

http://www.nydailynews.com/new-york/ny-metro-catcall-sentencing-prison-20180927-story.htm

New York Primary Battle Sonnet 18

The Cuomo machine ran the table

It’s not the result I wanted to see

But this will make the move left more stable

(I’m tired of Stars & Celebutardy)

So although Hochul defeated Williams

& I am sad Jumaane did not win

The progressives made some major inroads

That will disrupt the republican swing

The movement is strong & will continue

We must stay energized & keep working

These elections were swept in one venue

Now let’s see Moneyed Democrats twerking

The defeat of the IDC will force

Well fed Cuomo to modify course

Disjointed Immigration Sonnet

I wonder how the administrators

Who separate fathers from daughters

& mothers from sons, feel about their chores:

Parts of the machine of fam’ly slaughter

How does it feel to somebody else lie

Who doesn’t understand the king’s English

(I’ll bet it’s like being cruelty’s bright spy

Enforcing the decrees of injustice!)

&, coming out of His church on Sunday,

The Baptist bureaucrat just smiles

For He is rendering onto Pilate

The laws of man, in lawyer-ese, by miles

& we who watch these crimes aghast smugly

Know that at their heart, our laws are ugly

The Slow Professor Sonnet

I’m reading the book •the slow professor•

That explains capitalism’s model:

The academy is unlike before

Productivity will not thought coddle

Reading it I see how metrics demand

Professors’ short sighted efficiency

Administrators get the upper hand

Experience becomes redundancy

The monastic tradition of learning

Contemplation & then meditation

Is from most Americans receding

Replaced by cheap wealth’s fetishization

Not ev’rything that counts can be counted

Nor every peak need be surmounted

Suicidal Bank Robber Sonnet

‪‪Isn’t most bad behavior suicide‬

‪Of a spiritual or moral sense?‬

‪The addictive criminal crimes are pride‬

‪Trying to embellish our egos’ thence‬

For we have been duped into desiring

“All The Cash & Prizes” of the venal

We are told it’s things to be aspiring

& hence we then provoke the criminal

The end of this lie’s line was a bullet

In a public bathroom’s lonely confines

Through the depressed brain (beneath a mullet

For I believe suicide’s Out-of-Style!)

Everyday I see someone quitting

(Not in the positive way befitting!)

‪”Suspect in nine bank robberies kills self after one last

http://www.nydailynews.com/news/crime/ny-news-bank-robbery-suspect-kills-self-20180722-story.html‬

Self-Jeremiad Sonnet

I wish I could be a better person
& live up to more of my high standards
For then I’d be of myself, more sure then
(Poems aren’t the place to be candid!)

I imagine I could be happier
Living up to my grand aspirations
I might even dress myself snappier
(It might involve some preparations!)

The “perfect me” is a troublesome man
Ideals purely theoretical
Through a contrived obstacle course he’s ran
(To humanity antithetical!)

Fantasy me, like Frankenstein’s monster,
Of intentions built, will be abhorred