Tuesday, March 10, 2015

The Human Curse--By Richard Sponaugle--United States

The Human Curse

We alone among creatures
show eternal loyalty
to our lotto birth place.
Long forgotten migrants,
footprints flooded away
by decades of rain and tears,
yet our souls stay chained to home towns,
three time zones away.
Peace of mind hangs on
the bounce of a football,
tough ‘our’ players don’t share wealth,
or occasional banned substances.
Halcyon Summers of kicking beer cans
down dead end streets are romanticized:
The reality of too much crime
and too few jobs, is repressed -
though that’s why we left
all those distant sunsets ago.

Richard Sponaugle was born 4-20-60 in Maryland and raised in Northern Virginia.  He received a BA from George Mason University.  A prolific poet and songwriter, he has been published in many venues. 


  1. Richard, I agree, we are most definitely living in a much different time. Our ancestors must surely be very disturbed in their new world at all the chaos and strife, the unbalanced cup, as it were. You are so right, those of us who believe in "something greater" tend to hold onto to those family beliefs and reach out for them when we feel lost. I worry at what will be left for my child and for their children when the time comes - if we get that far! Those "Mayberry" days are sadly gone. Will we ever "get it back"? Sheri

  2. Richard, Yes we do tend to long for those carefree days gone by, especially the way the world seems to be going today, to "pot" and a number of other unmentionables. Thanks for the reminder for me at least that the longing for home is something out of this world. I appreciate your talent and appreciate your sharing with us.

  3. Hi Richard. Nice poem. I enjoyed it. Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!

    -MJ (www.tgbtgpublictions.com)

  4. Hi Everyone,

    Thank you for stopping by with your lovely comments for Rick. I will send them to him. Rick, what a timely and thought-provoking poem. Good use of imagery to share your thoughts.