Great Cruelty and Heartlessness
We're living in a time of great cruelty and heartlessness
where instead of a sun they're throwing up
anvils
Instead of sunlight there's the sound of
hammers beating
Instead of walking there's kicking
Instead of thinking there's talking
It's almost as if there've never been times like
these before
Even shadows thrown by cartwheels on dirt roads
resemble the grimaces of armies as they
slide across rocks
In the palaces of power clocks go off but no one
wakes
Decisions are made by pouring acid down drains
or waiting for nightfall in a room lit by
neon tubes
If anyone speaks all eyes are upon them
I saw a sparrow fly over a fence
An ant stop and not go on
But laughter has turned to pebbles
falling on zinc
And children have been torn from their futures
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