cleanse shame with suds and rain
nobody cares for nobody conceding to the
system hungover from the news cycle as
currencies flood economies that
lack carpenters,
who will rebuild the scaffolding of
creation now? the starving masses ask
can you tear gas the flow of
a river away even if a baby’s soul is
freshly baptized under the
waves?
injecting empathy intravenously makes the
scene sweep aside concealed barbarity as
we all try kindness for a day in a drive through
lane,
the vehicle for violence was simply a
defeated smokestack signaling to
hang a pence,
remorse be damned hands
smearing blood all over the
legislature,
captains lacking compassion crash
into human rocks without pity or
qualm,
while victory seeking visionaries charge into the
palm readers hut demanding the
oracle forespeak their greatness,
but the crystal ball proclaims
breathing pity sparks heart growth
like no other game.