Flatline

January 24, 2017

When the hurricane has blown away and the earthquake finally stops,

When ground zero is just another thing you see

on your way to work or school or some other thing,

When the manager has hired some kid to write your order down

When the shot has been fired and school is back again

When the snow is gone but it still reads below ten

When the rain and wind died long ago but the water still it falls.

Though we've lost the lives we don't bother to look,

because the only thing we might find is a book.

So the letters yellow on the page while we leave behind the tears.

Then our lives go on and we hire someone new.

The clouds are gone and the sky's too perfect blue.

The Fire is burning out,

but the thing you didn't see

is the trembling at her knees

Their hearts have all gone out,

but the show is off the air

and the nation doesn't care

at all,

because the flatline doesn't beat again when tomorrow is today.

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