“ Emptiness ” ~ of the ill-fated ~

Emptiness surrounds

The weary,

Thus be found

Wearing the face

Found in ill-fated place,

Loosing time’s race

As emptiness presses,

On hapless people,

Whose matter brims empty!

 

“ Hue and Cry ” ~ issue of man inhumane ~

 

I can but agonize

To suffer hear,

The hue and cry

Of ill-fated fear,

Held to defeat

Alas for naught,

By callous minds

Who would deny,

One having sought

Humane recognition,

In effort to attain

For animate self,

Yet made bear pain

While greed feigns blind,

To disperse its stain

From ill gotten gain,

Issue of man inhumane!