Sooner than never
they change at each stage
they stage each arrangement
through fictional shapes
formed to fool
they play with words
as if nothing ever
disrupted
the stream of eternal monotony
You can’t change what you can’t name
so ignorance they teach us from an early age
dressing their lies with the bind that ties
explained genocide
Just passing through.. Definitely digging the poetry, keep up the good work..
i agree.
how’s everything going in your part of the western world/northern hemisphere?
Thanks guys. It’s an old poem of mine, but I felt like posting something appropriately cynical to commemorate the Bush inauguration.
Jay, it’s good hearing from you again. Life in the west has put me in an odd state of mind. It has more to do with school than with my geographical location. I hope all is well with both you and Humanity Critic.