Lost thoughts

LISTEN

Can you hear

The painful wails

Of sunbaked Democracy

That has been thrown

Into the depths of lies

Can you hear

The contortions of the truth

Spout off by bribed politicians

In an Italian suit

Made by children in India

Can you hear

Over the conversations

Of condemned souls

And listen for the whispers

Of the receding white

Slithering in to the unnoticed

Cracks in the woodwork

Can you hear

The plop plop plop

Of vitalities dripping

Into the negative zero

And beyond all of human creation

Can you hear

The birds in unplanned flight

Leaving already forgotten

Forever homes

Can you hear

The human laughter

Drowning out a dying race

Of happy smiles

Can you hear

The thumping anger

Of gas mile cars

With their wafting perfumes

Floating into the protection's destruction

And contaminating our lives