People are squishy,
little
gateways into the void

"Frenzied mobs
of media thugs
are barging into houses,
living rooms,
toilets, beds,
armed
with crushing information
breaking news
on skulls
young and old
none is spared
brains are left for dead."

will we ever learn
to take back the keys

even the Buddha
at some time
or another
was depressed

meeting death
on its own terms

with a smiling heart

is to have met with life
on Yours

if all humanity

stopped.

(talking at the same time)