end of the noughts

sleepless wars, empty
pockets, wounded
families & crunched
economies for
the many
as
the wealthy carry on
famously.

across the world––
sick children
& starving
ancestors.

in amerika––
foreclosure & failing
hope.

yes we can
but somehow
we didn’t.

it may not be easy
to rule in
darkness––
wisdom is impossibly
rare & kindness is
orphaned in everyone’s
heart.

if not our prayers,
perhaps the angels
will hear us
weeping.