there is love in the clouds
nobody’s tending the fire
it’s just burning on its own
neither controlled nor uncontrolled
emitting a stench of indifference
massacres and coup attempts
repeat like the rising of the sun
highlighting headlines on
doorsteps as death tolls escalate
and accumulate
meanwhile the fire burns
fueled by arms deals between
friends and foes
stoked by power struggles and
brokered by corrupt politicians
enabling strategic corporations
social consciousness bombards
wireless outlets with outrage
pumping up clouds until they burst
pamphlets of love falling
like rain across a world on fire
july two thousand sixteen
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I’m sad the fire is being fed so freely… alas it has been a week of too many news.
yes, I’m not happy whatsoever with the new normal these days.
Brilliant and meaningful work. Thank you.
I’m elated you think so, Kate, thank you very much.
I agree with Björn, a week of too many news
Thank you so much, Rose