The Scary Giant

Is there anyone out there?
Listening?
Thinking?
Participating?
Contributing in any way?
Other than the mournful giant who
Trembles through the woods,
Looking for fresh meat,
A human's head to snap off for a snack.
Politicians say
Blah, blah, blah,
And we pretend it matters.
It's hard enough decoding the difference between
Regular and organic peanut butter, and pondering
If we all lost our jobs today
Would the electric company shut everyone off.
So I pursue the mysterious giant,
Trudging through the wild,
The indulgent ferns and impossible forests,
Wondering if he has a green card.
Hello?

 © Poem Fix http://www.poemfix.com 2012
Art by Francisco de Goya