October

Dark, low hanging sky
October and rain
Not a good time to be born
Sunlight is what shines
Too sharply
When drizzle takes a break
Doomed to see
A fragile world
When peace on earth
Is the milliseconds
Between wars
When the powerful
Meets around a table
And tell lies
When churches are full
Of people giving thanks
To an abstraction
Thanking it for the peace
The world is totally
******
You know it as I do too
I dream of a world
Free of umbrellas