I wrote the following poems between 2011 – 2014 while working at a corporate “desk job” for the behemoth insurance company, Liberty Mutual. There were probably a few hundred poems written during this short timeframe, but most have been lost (along with a good chunk of my sanity) and scattered to the winds of time. […]
Sean Dempsey8-18-25 The lanterns burn with pallid light,And the corridors are still;Yet walls divide both joy and blight:Both mercy and its ill. The midnight hush is cold and long,The air with ether sweet;The measured steps of nurses’ throngBeat soft on weary feet. A mother clasps her newborn son!His cry: a trumpet clear.Her weary heart declares […]
by Sean Dempsey, 4/12/22 Ignorance is the soil, and propaganda the manure required to seed a Forest of Lies. Those who live in the woods and feed off the fruits of this forest are impervious to all manners of Truth—even when revealed to them, they retreat to the putrid shade of the canopy and cower […]
