Summary from a Dark Place
The patchwork sky is undecided, hold or release
Trees wait patiently, and shuffle in anticipation
Troubled minions flit and fight, almost oblivious
As the World turns
Unabated
The wireless whispers
that which I already know
Miles from here
Strong clammy stained hands clutch at life
Steal it away
The imbalance continues to exasperate
The hypocrisy continues to deal fate
And the State watches
In their Green Rooms the Capitalist actors laugh
And guzzle and sneer
And appear before the many to lie and con
Confuse and manipulate
To determine our Fate
Over there they waddle obesely overfed
While over there they starve and whither
And die
Nourishment denied
The parents too shrivelled to cry for the loss
The imbalance continues to exasperate
‘Maximise Profit’ I hear them declare
And guffaw at consequence
Bloody good blokes affixing their yokes of debt
Onto slender weakened frames
With meek voices and doubts
Their dreams drowned out
By the ruthlessly ambitious louts
Who live for control
And the State plays its role
A knackered vehicle
That drives us all to ruin
Powered by incessant greed
The perpetual energy of a species
Not managed but damaged
Self-destructive tendencies
The self-harm of toxic invasion
The demoralisation of the young
Abuse of the innocent, our future
No real investment in our future
But not miles from here
Behind closed doors the unspeakable occurs
Children stare in horror at the dial
As the hours tick by the second draws near
The third and so on
Helpless in the face of endless time
And the monsters are not born
But created by failures
Passed on and on and on
The negative spiral spins ever faster
Fuelled by insatiable greed
Selfishness
Materialism
Consumerism
Egotism
Facilitated by blackened hearts and frenetic minds
Without conscience
‘Maximise profit’ they declare and grab at dreams
Still growing, still taking shape and mutate
The beauty into Capitalist ugliness
And the State watches
And partakes
A.D.