"Odysseus and Telemacus Massacre the Suitors" by Thomas Degeorge‘Post-Apocalyptic Politics’ by Alec Ream The Society December 2, 2021 Culture, Poetry 2 Comments . The lights went off, for long enough, And in the darkness things got rough, All four quarters gushing red— Some bloody politician’s dead, We liked him once, yes, very much, And wanted to have four of such But once the pill he pushed wore off And life collapsed… well, things got rough. . . Alec Ream is a writer living in Virginia. His poetic work and creative fiction have been widely published. A member of the Demosthenian Literary Society at UGA, he wrote on Lookout Mountain, and continued to write, lecture and work for Delta Kappa Epsilon HQ. He was first published reading to the pledge class of Michigan DKE, in Ann Arbor in 2008. Recently, his poem Green Fire was read at the Washington Literary Society & Debating Union at UVA. NOTE TO READERS: If you enjoyed this poem or other content, please consider making a donation to the Society of Classical Poets. The Society of Classical Poets does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or commentary. ***Read Our Comments Policy Here*** 2 Responses Daniel Kemper December 2, 2021 The red pill or the blue pill… Ha! Indeed, much of the trick of secular living is not living beyond when the pills wear off. Reply Alexander King Ream December 2, 2021 Daniel – my man! you hit the nail on the head. Thanks for the Early American transcendentalism. May Christ Jesus the Son of God be with you and yours in any lions’ den you may encounter. You don’t know it, but your comment passed me the basketball for this lay-up I wrote yesterday, to flank the above lines and rhyme. Note: Rhetoric Major here, from UGA in 1987. I minted sensibilities, While venting my soliloquies, And dreamed I’d keep my precious views, Seated in my party’s pews. I did not think the wind would shift, And blow my words across the rift, Fund my opponent’s purpose “vile,” From Whig to Tory, ‘cross the aisle. “My body my choice” has taken flight, Vexing vax bullies – from left to right. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of followup comments via e-mail. You can also subscribe without commenting. Δ This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.
Daniel Kemper December 2, 2021 The red pill or the blue pill… Ha! Indeed, much of the trick of secular living is not living beyond when the pills wear off. Reply
Alexander King Ream December 2, 2021 Daniel – my man! you hit the nail on the head. Thanks for the Early American transcendentalism. May Christ Jesus the Son of God be with you and yours in any lions’ den you may encounter. You don’t know it, but your comment passed me the basketball for this lay-up I wrote yesterday, to flank the above lines and rhyme. Note: Rhetoric Major here, from UGA in 1987. I minted sensibilities, While venting my soliloquies, And dreamed I’d keep my precious views, Seated in my party’s pews. I did not think the wind would shift, And blow my words across the rift, Fund my opponent’s purpose “vile,” From Whig to Tory, ‘cross the aisle. “My body my choice” has taken flight, Vexing vax bullies – from left to right. Reply
