In dark recesses, where thoughts envisioned,
by the amalgamated decisions,
of rapidly occurring instances,
are then wrapped in daily ensuances,
and tempered by sudden events, they set,
and become geodesic schemes made by sweat,
in time, nuggets coalesce into a vein,
of theories that go against the grain.
Living in the squalor of the projects,
poverty and crime are our birth defects,
creativity and tenacity,
help change our damned lives, with audacity,
we innovate, recreate, generate,
Love and Empathy, that then resonates,
in all walks of life, and in faces you see,
a love which enthuses humanity.
With silver spoons in their mouths, walk buffoons,
with as much clue of the poor, as the moon,
the far away Pluto is warm and bright,
than these stone cold souls, devoid of all light,
from their evil for protection, we pray,
for they use their money to do and say,
to lobby, change minds, to sow division,
and buy our votes, Money talks! We listen.
Charlie Bottle's passion is poetry. He has lived on three continents, speaks five languages and loves different cultures, people, music and food. He believes that "Poetry uses the economy of words to express the essence of our humanity." It is this magical use of brevity to express the profound that drew him to poetry. While his professional and personal life has pulled him in different directions, He continues in his discipleship of the craft and writes whenever the muse moves him. While English is his second language it is the language in which he lives, breathes, thinks and writes poetry.