Why No Answer
Why no answer?
The horns are blasting through the vulgar air poisoned with filthy grime,
Hawks and rattlers in shadowed ends.
Staring in anticipation at standing forces,
Unable to speak,
Unable to fathom
The sequel of this beastly novel.
Waiting , waiting…
Why no answer?
Pressed against the once sweet smelling garments,
No more pleasant, no more fragrant.
No escape, can’t seem to free.
Struggling, struggling…
Why no answer?
Agony, Pain, Anger
Give leave, I beg.
Shed that hostile grip of thy callous hands:
Pleading, Pleading…
Why no answer?
Where stays that dazzling, glittering blaze,
Lights up the sky, consoling, securing?
Feathers are ripped, scales are frayed,
Death, GO!
Bolt, flee!
End acts of martyrdom,
Dying, dying…
Why no answer?
Trampled,
Innocence in the streets
In buckled scarlet.
Hunted, battered…
Why no answer?
Gloomy flecks of happy sorrow,
Growing, wilting,
Parched in pungent fumes,
Reeks!
Divert those acquitted faces of pure spirit,
Turn away, turn away!
Why no answer?
Cast thy arms onto the thick soiled earth.
Shades of red-black-gray
Hugging the icy stone plains,
Biting flesh, slaying existence:
Why, why…
WHY no answer?