Drowning
Drowning
Cold creation has bequeathed him progress
Useless and torn from his children
A mockery becomes less than human
Casual use his habitual life buoy
Disconnection from his own culture
Less than a man in his borrowed suit
In consuming the struggle for breath
Squandered a desperate attempt at living
The isolation for all is deepening
Entertainment now histories water treading
Suckled to the electronic teat
No lenient hand can save him
On mass she is used
To proliferate and consummate the future
An icon of fashionable starvation
Not from mysticism or returned to religion
The supplications for something hereafter
Her longing for everything more fortunate
Life itself shall wither and devour
Dreams nor hope will avail
The beauty she possess as witnesses fractures in her need
And born away to solitary
No moment to touch this inaccessible society
The world has neglected its magic
Obsession to hold, to have all the more
To fill their tedium hours of “for what is life for”
Ever wider, ever stronger, ever more desperate luxuriating calls
So earning their right to the accouterments and paraphernalia
Upstanding bright members of nothing
A comfort whim to feed a homophobic civilization
Capitalism sanctioned this their slavery
Bought and sold by murder and hamburger
So frantic in the exchanges of money and so intolerant
Capitalism strips the care from their world
Plagiarizes their love and their heart only to whisper of freedom
Only to use, misuse, abuse and imprison
A life time lived for acquiring
The producing comestible meats of self satisfying
They are sold to themselves
Poison sluggishly floods between the hastily concealed cracks
A global wasteland in our laziness advances
And political insanity is digging a mass burial
Copyright © Colin Mitchell Williams | Year Posted 2008
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