Clouds
3 hours of TV
And oddly
It didnt make me feel
Any better
I am still overwhelmed
By hopelessness
Brokenness
Separateness
From this Living World
From this mess
I am still ungrounded
By my own transience
And loss
And the uncertainty that shrouds
My future
(Oh can't you see
Dark clouds
A-gathering)
I am angry
All the time
At patronising
Yet well-meaning
Yet self-serving
Attempts at wisdom
Where are the teachers
And leaders?
To teach
And to learn
I'm adrift
Unmoored
As a cloud vanishes
And is gone
I dont know where to do
I dont know where to turn
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