Modern Living

Sadness reigned in the land of rot
And spot
Where poor pretty people lived quiet desperate lives
Of angry dissolution
And no one troubled to know why
Only pushing and pulling at one another
Unsure unaware unawake
Un
Can you find nothing or everything
Or something for godsakes
When you don't even trouble to look
Out damn spot
How the modern world doth treat us
Pitting person against people
And populous against populous
With angry shouts at bums
And louts
Who turn out to be our others
Ourselves in other guises
Charity begins at home
And ends on streets of soaring sadness
We don't love
We struggle and grasp
And all too often we
Die angry