Day 29’s Prompt: For today’s prompt, write a metric poem. Most of the world uses the metric system to measure things out; not so much in the States. But there are meters and liters, and the occasional millimeters. Also, poetry uses metrics (the study of meter in poetry). And metrics, in a general sense, can measure various things by a common denominator–even inches and/or teaspoons.
I perhaps simplified here by opting to write a poem about ‘measure’ in general, but I hope it still does the job! Enjoy…
Blinded by Measures
We judge the world in measures
And coldly determine one’s worth
Simply by stature or frame;
We label the ample bodied as animals,
Tell the stick-thins to eat some cake,
(The contradiction not crossing our thoughts).
We snicker at the short and stumpy
Yet cower from the high and tall,
This is the world fixated on image
That slots bodies into its fatuous slots –
Athletic, buxom, slender, stocky, whatever –
They merely inflate or burst each ego
And continue the shallow state of mind
That is blind to everything inside.
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