Does anyone care
Does anyone care about souls choked by the hands of poverty,
future shattered against the stones of repression,
as we are awaken to the alarms of war guns
A daily rhythm of fear to which we dance in tears ?
Does anyone care?
Does anyone care about that ever-crying lad whose dreams have been seized by poverty, Chained by hunger
as he is kissed by depression and seduced by the torments of daily life ?
Does anyone care ?
Does anyone care about that lady whom love has imprisoned to an unrepentant beast
who feast on her on the tables of violence
and stain her with stigma and hopelessness till her dreams like a bird flies away, leaving her heart dark and void of life and love?
Does anyone really care ?
Does anyone care about the power bestowed on pollution as the globe cries blood at the mercy of its cruelty
A reality to which humankind has done merely enough in actuality or at the genius of our scientists at whose hands the world embraces new virus annually?
Does anyone really care
Does anyone care about the end of time looking at the signs of time and its far reaching implications upon humanity and the fact that my ink adds to the barrels of inks spilled against these ills,
yet we see the devil gowned in golden robes spraying the world with evil. A fact that got me asking, does anyone really cares ?
Copyright © Eduardo Bosco | Year Posted 2020
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.