Palm prints dusted on a dark cavern wall
Tiny stencilled hands forgotten for years.
Large shiny missiles and thuggish bombs fall
Leaders wipe away expedient tears
Until cameras turn their dead lidless eyes
To the next shiny seratonin hit.
Seizures shadowed by paperwork towers
As crowds stumble toward the glowing pit
Of welcoming screams that steams a greeting
To the exhausted the hopeless the…