The Here And Now Poem by lauren rogers

rotted fish-scale concrete geometry
encased in chain links of rusting decay
smells of construction; destructed memories,
futures crushed by a twinkling maw.
“more, more, more”
coos Corruption
enthroned atop double-sided arrows, hidden
by a guise of olive branches.
he speaks only
when lips are sealed,
and fiddles the night away
as his burning cities
become the signal fires of a lost hope.
and where are the horses, and all the king’s men?
away over the rainbow,
they’re building castles in a slaughterhouse’s sandbox.

now the corpse of Individuality is like Nature’s melancholy plight;
a homeless man forgotten in the sun
to sizzle and blacken inches from the hospital’s doors,
corroded by obligated sympathy vomited
by gaping botoxed Hypocrisy.
which, apparently, isn’t working.

a change in philosophic values,
understanding will induce
an evolutionary revolution…

shattered glass and rebar,
razor wire and fluorescent lights
cemented to plague,
will cease.