Banksys On Razors Edge

In a house of cards in torrential rain social media overload floods my brain. Wave after wave you feel the pain. Heading down the hallway into the dark, the imminent and dissonant hellhounds bark. From the penthouse of hypocrisy I jumped onto a train Heading nowhere and arriving too soon I watch as a little girl forever reaches for her red balloon. The Queen of hearts has her axe to grind Her targets locked. She rears back Lowers her blade As another head drops We’re well away from this blood lust fray It’s just a matter of time til the skeletal banshees and their vigilantes wave red flags for their divergent paths Driving away ALL that is meek ALL that is good Running in circles forever misunderstood In a black glass Chipped and cracked You can see them still Never approaching Never fulfilled In a timeless dance They writhe and flay This storys’ musical refrain Frozen silent Their world will ever remain. Free Verse Old or New Poetry Contest Sponsor Joseph May