Insensitivity
is
the biggest evil in the world.
Forget
about arms trading,
globalisation,
homogenisation,
conflict
escalation,
political
hesitation,
moral
degeneration,
climatic
destabilisation
and
growing unease.
What
about your fellow human?
Are
your eyes open?
Did
you have to jack your ear wide
to
receive the token
of
a spoken kiss?
(Leaning
like trees.)
And
was it bliss?
Did
you think about this?
Were
your feelings amiss?
Are
their shoes uncomfortable?
Are
they wet, rain cloying
through
holes born of walking
and
bullet talking,
more
balking than the voice
of
a human.
When you see
through their eyes,
do the colours
run?
Is there a
bruised sun,
blotched moon,
ugliness in bloom?
Or is the
ugliness in you,
projected all
askew,
as you canter
like a star
throwing another
off course?
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