New Poem: The Veal Pen

As many of you might already know, one of my poems was featured in the Smithsonian. Politics and social issues usually get my pen going. I was inspired by Get Equal’s action last night, and Jane Hamsher’s amazingly poetic inspirational term, “The Veal Pen” for what we are witnessing with our so-called progressive leaders and the following poem just came pouring out:

The Veal Pen

The advocate is fierce
Some say that he has game
But for everything that changes
The more it stays the same
The most progressive goals
Fall to triangulation
Before the fight begins
It’s all capitulation
Nothing can be done
To fight the greed and lust
So forget about the promises
And join the upper crust
It might be dark and cramped in here
But we’re allowed to schmooze
The powerful and cool kids
Always get the booze.
We have to compromise
And scrape and bow again
That’s the price you pay
For entrance to the veal pen
The sour milk is fed to us
To make us fat and rosy
One day we’ll face the cold
But tonight we’re warm and cozy
When justice bends towards freedom
It’s the angle of attack
A warning that what comes around
Has ways of coming back
It might be dark and cramped in here
But we’re allowed to schmooze
The powerful and cool kids
Always get the booze.
We have to compromise
And scrape and bow again
That’s the price you pay
For entrance to the veal pen
The herd stands just outside
They know that we are here
They moo for us to join them
It’s jealousy we fear
We’re content to grovel
We are surely hallowed
The farmer he’s a good man
and would never man the gallows
It might be dark and cramped in here
But we’re allowed to schmooze
The powerful and cool kids
Always get the booze.
We have to compromise
And scrape and bow again
That’s the price you pay
For entrance to the veal pen.

-Timothy Beauchamp

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