My respiration and[/b] inspiration[/b]
Are unyielding today
Because of the reservation
of my generation, yesterday
Carnage
Abuse
Neglect
Sudan
Uganda
Iraq
Political schemes
Caustic regimes
Your family dreams
Shattered with screams
From the senseless gunfire
leaders never retire
Because as a citizen your name is 2036
Or 2037
Or 2038
It sickens me
It makes me want to vomit out
The images of gore
and distrust
and misuse of responsibilities that were endowed to our leaders to protect us
to get rid of the feeling that humanity’s indecencies are being exposed to our Father
day after day after day
it sickens me
feverishly exhausted
of the atrocities
I don’t feel much else
no sadness, or anger
pure exhaustion
from the vomiting and fever
I have acquired
My mother told me to wash my hands
And I didn’t
She told me to cover my mouth
And I didn’t
She told me I would get sick if I played with other sick kids
And I did
Now I am sick.
it sickens me
does it sicken you?