Lingering (in foggy haze)
Silhouettes of lost souls
(basket people muttering)
Lingering
(as they always do)
Culture of poverty
holding up signs
will work for food
the barefoot children
HIV and hunger
the powerless mothers...
Lingering
Cult of personalities speak
(the politicians)
eager for answers we listen
to false hope.
Lingering
Embers dancing in the wind
and the Spanish Moss
that hangs from magnificent oaks
begin to hang like funeral draperies
that echo meaningless sighs...
Lingering...
Comments (8)
Ken
Mick.
Ken
Such a powerful poem, my friend!!! My God!...so relevant
to humanity (...or the lack thereof)...
Quite a switch from your usual romantic brilliance, but
"Brilliant"!!!...none-the-less!!!
"BRAVO" Ken, my "Street Buddy"
Robert
Ken
Thank you and good to read from you!
Ken