poetry 2017 / 063

For today’s prompt, take the phrase “(blank) System,” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write your poem. Possible titles could include: “Weather System,” “Solar System,” “Writing System,” “Ecological System,” or any number of other takes on systems.

Triangle System

I'm not saying it's a pyramid scheme,

I'm just saying it seems suspect

that your redemption depends

on how many people you recruit.

And exactly how many

does it take to get into Heaven?

You never made that clear.

What I do understand

is the monetary tithe,

the restrictions on liberty,

and the vetting of who I talk to

and who I date.

Isn't it in the constitution

that we are all equal?

Or is it just that some

or more equal than others?