I have no issue with legitimate complaints

about real problems, we need to solve them

but what I can’t take, are the chronic petty whiners

out there these days, the fragile little snowflakes

Who take offense at everything

I’m writing this, because I’ve had enough

I needed to speak up,

The real world can be rough, 

So get tough, buttercups

By: J.N.R Dutton










Willie & The “Hobo”

His old coat was worn & ragged, and so were the shoes on his feet

He lived in a box on a sidewalk, it was his only shelter from the streets

He never had two nickels to rub together, never knew the next time he would eat

Most people who saw him, they just passed him by

Guess they couldn’t stand such a pitiful sight

but a young man named Willie thought to himself

“I can’t ignore this poor man’s plight

If it were me, & I were in need

I’d want someone to do me right”

By: J.N.R Dutton


California Nightmare (Poem)

Let me tell you about the flip-side

of the California dream

It’s not all glitz & glamour

like is portrayed on T.V.

Housing is expensive there,

and there is rampant poverty

There are homeless, addicts, and panhandlers

walking the streets

I was only there for a little while

but I can’t forget what I’ve seen

More attention needs to be drawn

To this tragedy, this state of emergency

By:J.N.R Dutton