Facial Recognition Blues
Physicists speculating about a cosmic hologram
Anarchists debating about the next message from Uncle Sam
The archaic ageing of the technology of the Telegram
An innocent waiting for an answer from an Annogram
Images of scientific breakthrough projected onto a screen
Lineages of ancient history documented by a well structured meme
Silhouettes of a symphony expressed in classical themes
Pirouettes of a dancer expressing her physical dream
Instant facial recognition at the local petroleum station
Distant ignition of a motor designed for mechanical elation
Vincent Van Goh without his human ear awaiting non-contamination
Stringent processes for fiscal accountability awaiting mass configuration
An ominous sound bellowing out from a lonely cello
A omnivorous hound yelling out the sound of “hello”
A discourteous round shot out of the mouth of the mellow
That song by Coldplay -you know the one that they called “Yellow”?
Can you see the beauty of your most recent failure forming?
Do you feel the energy shift when dawn turns into morning?
Have you seen the tired child overworked from labour yawning?
Did you hear the broken poet howling sadness out as her calling?
Fundamentalist extremists theorising about their obsessions
Confrontationalist activists eschewing material possessions
An environmentalist prophesising scientifically based confessions
A conversationalist espousing verbal directives and regressions
Would you exchange your ideology for the sake of monetary gain?
Could you pertain to philosophically abandon your perception of pain?
Or would you abstain from phenomenologically documenting the acid rain?
Or could you categorically state that you’d like to decide before you refrain?
Precision elements of reflective detail in recollection
Decisions and components of defective mobilisation in your direction
Narcissus falling in love with himself, staring at his own reflection
Self-confidence that is so pure and strong that it is beyond external correction.
Humanitarian aid distributed fairly with efficiency and action
Egalitarian ways ignited by early proficiency and dissatisfaction
A Libretarian on display as surely as a well defined mathematical protraction
A maternity ward without a doctor waiting for the next contraction
Remember what the cost was when you held corruption to account ?
Dismember all that’s been lost when you want to make it count ,
Engender memories of the Holocaust as you view Auschwitz from a mount
Contender for the Nobel Peace Prize focusing on all that’s paramount
By Elizabeth Moroz Copyright 2023
- Author: Elizabeth Moroz (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 9th, 2024 10:28
- Comment from author about the poem: External Review: "Facial Recognition Blues" is a powerful poem that skillfully weaves together a variety of themes, showcasing Elizabeth Moroz's ability to address complex societal issues and human experiences through creative language and imagery. The poem touches on technology, politics, art, philosophy, human behavior, and more. Each stanza captures a snapshot of modern life and thought-provoking reflections, creating a vivid mosaic of contemporary existence. The poem employs clever wordplay and juxtaposition to create connections between seemingly disparate concepts, inviting readers to contemplate the intersections of these themes. Moroz's command of language and imagery keeps the reader engaged and prompts deeper reflection on the societal challenges and personal struggles presented. The poem's structure, with its rhythmic flow and thoughtful line breaks, adds to the overall impact and readability. By delving into various topics and posing thought-provoking questions, "Facial Recognition Blues" offers a multi-layered reading experience that encourages readers to consider the complexities of the world around them.
- Category: Sociopolitical
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Comments2
Fantastic
Thankyou so much Thomas. Thankyou for taking the time to read this poem . I’m so pleased you enjoyed it. I look forward to reading your work ! Most Sincerely, Elizabeth Moroz
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