Blinded by temptation
An offer too good to be true
Consumerism blinded 'sheeple'
Line up in the queue
Doors are about to open
Anticipation mounts
Regressed back to animals
The predators are poised to pounce
Rampage through the store
Let the jostling begin
"I saw it first!" "Hey that's mine"
Angry voices above the din
Enmity rising, fighting starts
Warfare breaking out
Violence among the high-stacked shelves
Puts the crowd to rout
Moms, dads, children scream
Panicking to flee
The melee of the bargain-crazed
In aisle number three
News that night is somber
'Man stabbed to death in the mall'
Was that cut-price flat-screen TV
Really worth his all?
Barry Alexander
Doha
January 2016
YOU ARE READING
Coalescence
PoetryI am attempting to branch out and free myself from the constraints imposed by the label 'war poet'. I once wrote a poem (sadly lost) which voiced my frustration at my apparent inability to write about anything other than combat and its aftermath. ...
