Reflections

Emotions perceived: Dreams and Visions

know the “score”  feign calm an apathy

not wanting to feel, or to to heed

 the call of soul unsaid lacking privacy

Emptiness / tears, w’not belie, the ancestors. 

Cannot hear of their voices in 

the light of day I'll not dismay, though few know

who will make through each day 
 in despair or joy

Fall to addictions, belief, consumption

hope, and  media democracy

Five or a‘hundred to one, 

their not coming for guns

 I’m no fucking slave

nor die on knees.

I’ll not kneel to any god that I don’t see:

we seem to this agree: not bother one another

Yet Hermes, Hypnos and Hades are all visit  me

Have danced this round before

Many voices raised in song

Yet all I see if fucking war

Must be a cacophony