Society, I look
up to you
For putting unrealistic expectations
Into the drifting minds of dreamers,
And bullying the weak who carry your weight.
A bunch of body
bags and the tears of those who can no longer stand in the rain,
fall under the
cruel cold and your overwhelming indifference
The acolytes of
the beast and violence march again. Expected changes are drowning under a flood
of errors, delays, and uncertainty. Like bloodstains in the snow, they evanesce
from burgundy.
Undaunted, they
will still succumb to the cruel frost of your indifference. You have
successfully withered away behaviors that deserve mercy and grace. Instead, you
brutally promote the arms race.
Send us,
whipped by the overflowing polluted waters and spilled waste, to rummage for
food among the carcasses of decaying birds. jm





