We’re All of Us – ‘The Puzzle.’

 

 

     It is not, a police state but;-

a state of ignorance where peoples

become a desperate for warmth,

   I look to the rings around an invisible -

  knowing the extraction to a vacant stone

     is near.

 

     Again, it is the coldness now

upheld in people that has the white lighter

  a rarity needing save,

     surrounded, they too are beyond

  a comprehension – knowing that,

     the struggle for the save and what is left,

       be a negative balance and further,

         a negative reading of thermometer.

 

     To the authority,

it is nothing more than control but,

  as the embers feign life in those

     upon incarceration of the innocent,

       they are never knowing of their own frozen children.

 

     It is only this and not a hapless state;-

for encouragement is found far and wide

like billboards with a ‘benefits snitch line’ number

   that persists our heroes here are………..

 

 

          ………..are………

 

 

2.

 

 

     I have run a bath,

my knees take strain before the steaming water,

   my toe touches and recoils,

     then I am in and, my buttocks and stomach too,

     my breath is almost caught for heat

that proclaims a rigid falsehood as vapour

falls upon this floor for,

   this sun too is blazing like inferno,

     where all are counselled hypothermia -

       within the freezing of our ‘souls’ as;-

         like dry ice

           your telephone for wrongful number,

             has it stuck upon your head,

                where everyone and anyone,

                                                  are dead.

 

Michael J Waite 27th September 2023.