Shipwreck

Neon lips
speak empty platitudes
promises remain broken
handshakes are used to test a man’s mettle
while rights and laws
are raped and repealed.
Eyes haunted with indignity
unable to fathom the signs seen
children kept captive in cages
poked and prodded
as though they were dogs up for sale.
Pimps and abusers
walking the canyon walls
sere each consciousness with fear
besting each one with only one word:
‘boogeyman’.
Who is this boogeyman that they fear?
Is he a God?
Is he a Devil?
Nay he is  a mere man
with power in his hands
desrtuction in his heart
amoral
his heros are other men
who have bullied
petrified
pillaged
murdered
and no one shall stand.
Lost in a becalmed sea
water surrounding all sides
sharks can smell the founting blood
all they need to do
is wait for the ship to go down.
©Jay-lyn Doerksen
June 13/18
Picture via: Photo by Anton Repponen on Unsplash

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

I am a single hard working mom in her 40's. I have always written poetry and I love words. I live with depression and its ups downs. This is a space where I can create and write all that I need to.

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