How do we stand up?
When the world is crumbling
so
Deteriorating
from numbness
and lack of light
moles, tripping
over one another
falling on the truth
we so eagerly-regretfully
ignore
while watching a balancing act
of clowns
dance with knives
blindfolded
and justice is tied
up with more red tape
and jargon
watch your step!
The road is treacherous
The cracks are faults
Waiting to swallow us up
Bit-by-bit
Gobble our souls
In rhetoric
Of the omnipotent
ones…
They swear,
By all that is holy
It’s for the
Good
Read between the lines…
The word has hidden messages
Greed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Man that is devastatingly artistic. Adding to my favorites!