Society Blind

by fabian cortez

O’ stillness portray

Air as fresh as water pure

Enjoyed by none, so

Stagnant with apathy

Of a society drained by

Its own indignation

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How rotting corpses

Seethe at piety undone

With eyes of burning embers

Brisket brimstone eaten

Daily until one

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With a poetry of shadows

Consumed in a breakfast

Of Indifference to sate

Our neighbours

Table with nothing

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A disquiet of

Tensile enmity, hidden

In an assembly of approval

Gnawing vacant, to greet

This handshake’s

Grasp

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Weeping self

Indulgence will not

Flourish change

Yet waves to beat

The rocks into

Submission

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Viewed before

A sunrise glorious

To behold, may smite

Such weary prospect

To submission

So Blooms a single

Bud

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Waiting patiently

To be trampled

Under foot

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