The sad Happy New Year

The human creatures dancing To the rhythms of blood and flesh Shrieks and sobs of soft babies Pain, agony and misery Years yell the same story Written in tears and ruins Hearts turned in to stones Homes turned in to smoke Hitting the candid souls Bitten by chill and hunger Destined to live in Desolation and buried hope The cruel laugh of booming guns Turning breath in to blaze The rampage and destruction Mocking the innocent masses Falling on deaf ears Of political lords and masters Years come and go Pain, agony and doom continues Injustice and endless wait Is the order of the day But the world reels as usual Leaving the distressed to destiny Where is “Happy New Year”? My heart weeps The cruel demons and brutes Celebrating their success of Shedding the blood for nothing Turning the years in to tyranny Determined not to learn From the buds, bees and breeze The art of harmony and peace The hoards of heartless beasts Thriving on human suffering But, the Father sleeps