7 Cimi
White Galactic World-Bridger
I am a Poet
In a Soul-less Age –
Relentless Rage
Intolerable Images
Rise to dim the Eyes
Of would-be Heroes –
I am a Poet
In a loveless Age –
Out of Time and Place –
Where manufactured Media flows
From Factories of Mediocrity
We Assemble
Like Beasts at the Trough
Sensing imminent Slaughter –
Who can hear
A Poet’s Voice amid the Din?
Who will listen –
Who comprehend
The Depth of our Descent
So close and soon upon us?
The green, fecund Earth
Unspeakably dear
Howls in Desperation –
Wounded beyond Recognition
We are falling
Off the Horizon again –
Sailing over the Edge
On Ships of Ignorance and Fear.
©Kleomichele Leeds
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