Saves no one a dime
It didn’t save the penny.
We create, and we destroy
In epic proportions
Evidenced by
Changing weather patterns
Space debris
And current politics.
Marching two by two
Biblically back into the ooze
Speaking of debris fields
When you Google god complex
What do you expect
Just saying
Even the Dalai Lama is perplexed.
We are up to our nose hairs
Darwin is rolling in his grave
And the instruments of our legacy
still squeeze their zits.
Reminding me of the old wives’ tale
Don’t squeeze in the T-Zone
The pus will go directly to your brain.
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Cornelia DeDona 12-6-25
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C. S. De Dona
Author, Poet, Photographer, domestic violence survivor, and naturalized immigrant, Cornelia is currently an Arts and Letters member of The Southwest Florida Branch of The National League Of American Pen Women.
Cornelia lived in Kaneohe, Hawaii, for thirty-six years. Also, seven years in the Mid-Hudson Valley of New York. She now resides in North Fort Myers, Florida.
Her poems and photography are published in print, online, and in Rain Bird, a literary and art journal of the University of Hawaii's Windward Community College (2008-2013).
In 2013, Cornelia received Rain Bird's Kolokolea Poetry Prize for her poem, "Speaking French."
In 2016, her chapbook "Hawaiian Time," entered in the National League of American Pen Women's Vinnie Ream contest, was awarded third place in their inaugural multi-discipline category.
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