As of late I haven't heard
frogs croaking, a bird chirp,
or a single word
from someone
who hasn’t been hurt.

This pandemic has become
a sickness of rigidity and frigidity
in the face of human suffering,
leaving my entire being screaming,
seeming to be on the verge of combusting,
from the longing of loving the void;

While I am annoyed
by the corporate sponsors
who make immoral monsters
out of our political masters,
those pandering *******
who keep lying to you;
Then go on doing
what the corporations tell them to.

It’s a wasteland of confounding factors,
lots of knowledge but ten thousand stages
of played out bad faith actors who are after
wealth, pleasure, privilege, and power.

Old milk souls who are soured,
and so filthy with corruption
that not even a million showers
could clean the blood off their hands.

I’m certain no one really understands,
and I am tired of trying to hold their hands
and walk them up to the promise land
of wisdom, love, and compassion.

So, I spend the only currency
that has any true value to me,
time, energy, and creativity.
Then give it all away freely
hoping you will finally see,
what it means to be a humane human being.