7 Cimi
White Resonant
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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