no one hears
nor listens,
no one sees
nor understands,
no one talks
nor says anything
of substance;
yet,
our life continues
commerce grows
and wars are waged
for ownership
and the freedom to
control others;
politics plays out
around tables
and in the media,
gaining or losing,
depending upon
what's said, but,
votes are cast
with retrospective
ignorance;
we see no farther
than the mental fog
that surrounds our
horizontal landscapes;
we feed escaped fugitives
with lies and forgetfulness
and roll assets down
streets of polished gold
in the hopes of
Papal recognition
and crossly matters
of the soul, while the
rest of the world suffers
from the aftermath
of Down Syndrome.
24Aug14
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