What the Rooster Really Says by Heath Brougher

I am not a silent poet

Good (motionless bloated baby bodies along the road to Baghdad,

violent religious uprisings, daily bombings, African children skin and bones,

nuclear warheads armed and at the ready, Fukushima toxic waste

leaking into the Pacific, a healthcare system where one accident will send you

straight to the poorhouse, the skeletal shambles of the economy,

melting polar icecaps, the terrorist news stations, various diseases

one mutation away from becoming a pandemic, politicians spouting

nothing resembling the Truth, assault rifles in the hands of maniacs,

fracking next door, flammable tap water, China rising, trans fats

and obesity, hospitals full of infected lymph nodes, a prison of toxic

food and pills, this spurious democracy, and that atrocious

possible Truth in the back of your head that keeps telling you

there just may be no light at the end of that tunnel) morning.


Heath Brougher is the poetry editor of Five 2 One Magazine and…

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