Nearly Midnight

photo credit: Daniel Ari Friedman Markov Blanket via photopin (license)

Sickening images puncture the illusions of my dreams
They call it reality. Violence and destruction, as poisonous as it seems
And they call it progress. Raping foreign lands
To plant a flag and claim dominion over minerals buried in the sands.
And they call it evolution, to sift out what is living
Because where’s the profit; when a man in Hong Kong
Is willing to pay a million for a freshly harvested human heart.
They call it economics; cutting down the forests; tearing the Earth apart.

© 2019 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.

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