Eating Fried Chicken

Jacob Wright




BY LINH DINH





I hate to admit this, brother, but there are times

When I’m eating fried chicken

When I think about nothing else but eating fried chicken,

When I utterly forget about my family, honor and country,

The various blood debts you owe me,

My past humiliations and my future crimes—

Everything, in short, but the crispy skin on my fried chicken.

But I’m not altogether evil, there are also times

When I will refuse to lick or swallow anything

That’s not generally available to mankind.

(Which is, when you think about it, absolutely nothing at all.)

And no doubt that’s why apples can cause riots,

And meat brings humiliation,

And each gasp of air

Will fill one’s lungs with gun powder and smoke.

About the poem

This poem has multiple points it goes across. It starts by talking about ignorance, an only seeing the comforts in front of you. But it also talks about different sides of the same person, and how he's not always greedy. It goes on to talk about how little things can bring out the greed in people, and cause conflict.

Why I picked the poem

I picked this poem because I find it's theme very interesting, especially because the title makes it seem deceptively light-hearted.

Purple Haze - Jimi Hendrix

Purple haze all in my brain
Lately things just don't seem the same
Actin' funny, but I don't know why
Excuse me while I kiss the sky

Purple haze all around
Don't know if I'm comin' up or down
Am I happy or in misery?
Whatever it is, that girl put a spell on me

Help me
Help me
I don't know

Yeah! Purple haze all in my eyes
Don't know if it's day or night
You got me blowin', blowin' my mind
Is it tomorrow, or just the end of time?

Oh!
Help me!
Ah, yeah! Purple haze
I don't know
Tell me
Tell me
(Purple haaaaaze)
(Purple haaaaaze)
Blowin' my mind
The Jimi Hendrix Experience - Purple Haze (Music Video)
I picked this song, because it is about being oblivious, much like the poem.

My poem

Walking through the hall of life

Covering my ears to all around

I don't have to see those hurt around me

I don't have to worry about those with less

I must seem greedy to those outside

But I just don't want to be hurt

in reality though, I'm missing out

I could experience the joy of helping others

but i'm to busy, worrying about myself