A Fragile Trust

A Fragile Trust by R.L. Livesay

Straw filled, lost and empty men,
Hiding in shadows of rodent kin
Declaring wars to increase shares,
Exploiting gains in markets bears.

Burned out soils and burned out souls,
Destroying value’s and common goals.
Violent shadows who’ve lost their way,
Deceiving people that become their prey.

Deceptively covered in woolen clothes,
Hungry wolves devour our loaves
As angry hearts start wars with “friends”
Step on the weak, making no amends.

Tempest’s fires burn chaos ash,
As oily fortunes spill like trash.
Upon the air and water doomed
And soldiers die in depressing gloom.

We dance upon this fragile stage
And recreate the fury’s rage.
Season’s cycle, no grace is found,
Souls again become earth-bound.