A Society that Does Not Exist

A society that kills its children is not a society.

I quake in grief for our loves lost to gun violence

They don’t trust us to protect them.

As they grow cynical, if at all

Asking us to do something

We tell them we will

We will raise our voices against

Evil

But our system says there is nothing to be done.

Our corporations say nothing

As long as production stays status quo, profits are high.

Our elected leaders scream that the other is to blame

Our mothers and fathers wonder if their child is next

Our unlucky ones bury their loves beneath the dirt

Or set them free to fire, leaving them to the wind.

A society that kills its children is not a society.

War on the innocent is barbarism, not civilization.

We fail as a nation because we our history is of

Genocide and Slavery.

Embedded in the history is war on our own citizens

A Wild West of sorts, inflicted on the innocent.

Lobbies of interests run this country into the ground,

Our elected leaders run to them for employment

When their time to serve is up.

No one questions this employer, this giver of funds

To political campaigns and pocketbooks.

Make the women have the children, 

Then make them bury them a few years later.

Make them vote, make them work, convince them 

Shopping will relieve their stress, lining wallets of

The rich already rich.

Where do the ones making positive steps for our nation

Get noticed for their good? Get to rule the land with their caring?

Why is it that the decrepit oligarchs say what happens to all of us?

Get the lobbies out of politics. 

Focus on rehabilitating a nation sucked dry with virus and guns.

Ask ourselves what can be done about this backward state of affairs.

A society that eats its own like a death march to all our graves

Requires a rebirth from its dreadful, stained past and present.

A society that kills its children is not a society.

It is dystopia.