Same Old Argument

Damn if I haven’t had enough of this same old argument
Cycles circling a spinning centrifuge of endless nowhere
One said, another said, said the one ahead of the other
And then the up and down and back and forth again
A spinning needle that points you in the right direction
Yet north is a box of puzzle pieces and there’s three missing
The narrative and the narrators, feeding the narration
Whether moving the goalposts or moving the tee
Changing things to what you never though them to be
Two and two no longer resembles an equation
It goes painfully unanswered with intimidation
Louder and louder the cries, until the hammer slams
And the correct answer goes to the highest bidder
Right is only right when being wrong is no longer right
And being on track doesn’t mean a safe direction
Since the railway conductor is confused by the money trail
Switching cars from rail to rail, head to toe, tail to tail
Just as long as the bidders keep up their bidding
Wearing you down until the resistance stops resisting
Going down in the never-ending ladder of continuous climbing
But to what avail and to what locations and then nothing
Still lost but now without any sense of a way back home
Doublespeak for the triple and quadruple speakers
Nowhere nonsense wrapped in nothing worth the sense
Practiced practitioners of polished platitudes prevailing
While some eyes mist and others strike a pose of defiance,
Perfected players doing their most perfect playing
While in the background the never-ending hypnotism
Sweet honey potions pouring in the waiting ears
Snakes slithering with their endless snaking tails
Heads with words keep regurgitating the recycling
The message different but exactly and unequivocally the same
It’s completely completed, but the same old argument remains
Running the spin cycle on cyclone, until the batteries die

Additional Reading

R.J. Schwartz is an American Poet and Author.

His complete works on The Creative Exiles Website can be found here

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R J Schwartz

I write about everything and sometimes nothing at all. I'm fascinated by old things, rusty things, abandoned places, or anywhere that a secret might be unearthed. I'm passionate about history and many of my pieces are anchored in one concept of time or another. I've always been a writer, dating back to my youth, but the last decade has been a time of growth for me. I'm continually pushing the limitations of vocabulary, syntax, and descriptive phrasing.

2 thoughts on “Same Old Argument

  • March 2, 2023 at 6:52 PM

    My goodness, Ralph! Have you been listening to my family conversations? This is all so familiar. Great phrasing and nice flow in this piece.

  • March 5, 2023 at 7:00 AM

    I enjoyed reading this work I feel that I also have been searching for a lost home a place to find peace in my life. Thank you for sharing this very enlightening poem. Jamie


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