7 Cimi
White Resonant
World-Bridger
I am a Poet
In a soul-less Age –
Relentless Rages
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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