Dead Air
only the blind see nothing in Tacloban
you, however, witness
the old dog of a dancer
eaten by the rapist
who saved a drowning
mother's pedophile
son, a priest. you, a prisoner
who returns to the cellar,
know everything is God's
because His jokes are so funny
it cuts a kid's throat
you go to a church and but keep millions
in banks for no one to use.
The motherless mothers are sheltered
but know that wrath knows no good
a surgeon cuts through the eye
in rescue of his love
who lives and breathes
her dead dog's air
reminding us
we're next
you, however, witness
the old dog of a dancer
eaten by the rapist
who saved a drowning
mother's pedophile
son, a priest. you, a prisoner
who returns to the cellar,
know everything is God's
because His jokes are so funny
it cuts a kid's throat
you go to a church and but keep millions
in banks for no one to use.
The motherless mothers are sheltered
but know that wrath knows no good
a surgeon cuts through the eye
in rescue of his love
who lives and breathes
her dead dog's air
reminding us
we're next
Labels: Haiyan, Philippines, Yolanda
