Idioms

Idioms

There is an idiom
We English speakers like to use;
“Be the squeakiest wheel.”
In living as the squeaky wheel,
If you make enough noise,
Someone will notice the problem
And, as luck would hope for,
Lend hands and mend the dilemmas.
However now, the wheel
Has been squeaking for so much time
With no one to fix it,
The noise has become ambient;
Ardently forgotten,
Purposefully ignored phobia.
There is not enough of
WD-40 for these
Hinges of hell, the wheel
Has fallen and now the wagon
Functions no more in
The way it should, we do not want
To be fixed and put back
On the wain. Our patience is waning.
We need a new wagon
And new wheels complete with
New horse to put before
The dolly, puppets we are not.
Your focus is so skewed
On the original blueprint,
You are not able to
See the exit or climb
From the ditch you drove yourself into.  

Below are some notes about this piece, including the thoughts and external inspirations that occurred during its creation. 
Bear in mind, this is simply what I was thinking of when I wrote these poems and what they mean to me. If you interpreted them differently, that does not diminish how you felt as the reader nor the correctness/incorrectness of what you were thinking. 
Idioms[2024] is a common metre poem fuelled by rage and the ache for change. Activism rah rah rah. 
common metre

Below are some notes about this piece, including the thoughts and external inspirations that occurred during its creation.
Bear in mind, this is simply what I was thinking of when I wrote these poems and what they mean to me. If you interpreted them differently, that does not diminish how you felt as the reader nor the correctness/incorrectness of what you were thinking. Poetry is subjective, and so is being alive.