Beware the Fireworks of Joy

Beware the Fireworks of Joy It’s 9:30am It’s Saturday The winds of time have changed Smoke is obscuring the future Of a nation of dreamers. Nightfall is lost. In a darkness of righteous rhetoric Toothless dragons spewing flameless fire Exhale the remains of previous failures In noxious nuances of hope’s lunacy. Daybreak is muted in the gray pall Of hatred’s hangover Coating the pond in anger’s angst Banning the flight of migratory species Coating the lily pads in distant dust. Time is meaningless to those Who speak of “when” For past and present are And are not. And yet They must be joined By the now, in the now, Or they will be condemned To a never changing present. Science has proved And disproved itself Erred in its “infallible” wisdom Swept the detritus of its denial Into the graveyards and landfills While claiming innocence and immunity. Beware the fireworks of joy For they may ignite The spark of a rebellion. John G. Lawless ©5/1/2021