Lost Hope

I have been made voiceless
tongue torn
letters stolen
eyes gouged
scales no longer balance
pain
hatred
so heavy
so prevalent
kindness
joy
short supply
becoming smaller each day.
I have been made sightless
blinded
greed
wealth
poverty
injustice
turn away
can cry no more.
My value diminishes
light going out
when processed
in bytes
in numbers on the page
inflated
deflated
too late
I had believed.
Civilization is crumbling
made null and void
as the rich become richer
on death of the poor.
I too
now a part of the problem
but tired
weary
unable to fight
tears fall
I have given up.
I can only hope
someone will take my mantle up.
©April 13/20
Picture via Pinterest
I found it back in 2017 and still pops back up
now and again as an appropriate image.

Unable

I sit

silent and tired

unable to give

unable to feel

anything any more.

I watch the world spin out of control.

Blinders are no help.

Ear plugs

they do not silence the screams

of torture

of hatred

of a lust for power

never before seen.

I am frazzled

at my wit’s end

watching our world implode.

I wonder

as tears slowly seep

when did it become so………

 

Picture via: https://lifesmart2017.blog/2017/11/17/why-is-the-world-imploding/