Kali Yuga’s Song

“I had not thought death had undone so many.”

T. S. Eliot. The Wasteland 

Cocooned in anger brainwash not seeing anymore

reacting “Niagara Falls!” by triggers of conspiratorial 

nonsense can’t take truth at face value: (what’s happening

not what you think about it), thoughts beaten in by false

narratives perpetrated by evil greedy bastards, yes it’s 

even worse than the words that drive people crazy,

it’s the crazy itself that has become a way of life, the

walking crazy waiting to go off by touch, by word, by

even smile, the explosion of complete disconnection 

just waiting like a land mine because darkness burgeons,

the time of evil beckons, “her blacks cackle and drag”