The tired spirit of yesterday’s politicians
lays on the ground like a blanket of leaves
smothering the seedlings of tomorrow’s leaders;
The courage and strength of today’s youth is
kept dormant by the metal encased monuments
we have built for their pleasure;
Future cities of mindless being terrorize
the now captive, possessed beauties
we nurtured to remain unspoiled and pure;
Selfishly, we padded our back pockets
while we carelessly watched our neighbors
struggling to reach their level of incompetence;
Cautiously, we prohibited our system to adjust
to the general consciousness as we mass produced
and mass marketed our livelihoods;
United, we divided ourselves into special
interest groups who clamored like church
bells announcing the end of another week;
Sightless monsters feeding on discontent regurgitated
the rhetoric of the past as we marched on foreign
soils inflicting our less than equal determined wills;
The beauty of life crept into the privacy of
our homes like slithering serpents who’s
shedding skins became a family ritual;
Hopelessly, we anointed and purged
Oourselves of the ambiguous constraints
that defined and imprisoned our salvation;
Finally, a voice heard echoing through the
abandoned ruins of time as sympathetic vibrations
played on the hopes and aspirations of dreams;
The voice of mankind’s destruction was not heard
and fell silently to the ground, forming a new
foundation from which we might possibly build again.
February 1983
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