Food for Thought-Understanding the Newspaper (A Poem)


Understanding the Newspaper

I am in need uptmost

to understand my way.

I’m forever lost

on most days.

I thought I spoke

the same tongue

as those who joked

around me sung.

I had no doubt

what things meant

in matters about

when I went

to the store

or read the paper.

Not any more.

For I’m confused.

About the language

I thought I knew.

Everyone’s shocked,

we’re appalled,

monster’s walk,

among us all.

Any wrong

can be a horror.

Any song

may win

Eurovision tomorrow.

Help me please.

Might one discern

the grammar and learn


–Richard Bryant