Thirsty eyes, puckered. Shut.
A hot wind drowns the dream.
Shells crack open, hungry, clamorous.
Mothers race against the ultra-violet pour.

Eons ago, leagues of saline overhead but,
Now the fossils boil under a cool greed.
The altar of self; narcissistic & glamorous
A digital baptism now on the store.



The echo-chambers are deafened in deliberate din.
Ad-space available for thoughts within
The Geppettos of bedlam tug at their toys
Subscribe, retweet; perpetuate the noise.

The worst war rages, even after the two we were taught
It's a holocaust against freedom & independent thought
Of course, pictures still circulate of tanks and bombs
Yet the casualties now reside on apps and the .com's

First or last, freedoms don't come 'free'
They are an obligation, a responsibility
These things are not cheap, it took deaths to inherit
A legacy of liberty to not demerrit

Don't clutch the sand in vanity
To establish an extrinsic periphery
When all you seek is validity
As a part of humanity

Cut The Strings.

Speak, freely.