Scorched Skies

Scorched skies and the ground littered with

The dettritus of a careless society

Broken buildings and rivers poisoned with

The sickening pollution of a thoughtless culture

The wind screams endlessly like banshees

Howling the fall of man

Empty lives staring hopelessly at pointless

Tablets in their hands

Desperately seeking meaning to a forgotten plan

Isolationists implore from TV screens how

Forwards doesn't mean unification

The young finding solace in violent gangs

Greedy, grabbing fingers clutching all they can

Hard work the excuse for excess

Encouragement for avarice outlined in gutter press

War graves resplendant with heroic epitaphs

Conflicts continue anyway, lest ye forget

Outdated archaic religions combine with 

Out of touch politicians to scam the people a hopeful path

Despondent majority satisfied with TV banality

Hoodwinked and fooled 

To the bitter end.

 

Stuart Clark 18/09/2018