Slam Poetry: The Shamers by Mark Tulin


They gather
in dark rooms
banquet halls
and out-of-order
bathroom stalls

They judge you
from their ivory towers
their first-class box seats
their six-figure cars
the cigar bars
reserved seats
in multi-national
corporate luxury suites

bible thumping
purveyors of fine wine
they’ll unmercifully
blame you
defame you
and trash you

If that isn’t enough
they wave a finger
from their glass houses

But never looking within
never looking deep down
inside, introspecting
Never taking ownership
of their own shit.


I am an author, poet, humorist, and short story writer from Palm Springs, California. I write about various topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia to my years as a family therapist and finally to my soul-searching in California. These are poetic narratives that may have humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry and stories resonate with you.

12 comments on “Slam Poetry: The Shamers by Mark Tulin

  1. Starkite Poetry

    I don’t think they’re capable. Poor fools… Their houses are intentionally glass, transparent, so we can marvel at their proud materialistic superficialness inside. How does one lose sight, I wonder, with what really matters in life?

  2. 🌟 IshtarInL💖ve


  3. Poetry that shares the truth, though harsh, is always powerful!

  4. Very well written true words. Love the way this poem sounds. It has a great flow. Have you already been to any slam poetry event and performed your beautiful poem?

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