New Year’s Day 2020
While Nintendo tends to games that train,
Koala bears and kangaroos, the populace
Lose loves and lives: Apocalypse.
We sit and watch the TV news,
Last night’s champagne obscurely active,
We alive, not losing home and life, the fact is,
There can never be
Wins and loss an unmoved boss.
While year becomes a twenty-twenty,
Eyesight lags behind and we see worse than ever,
We, the cognoscenti severed from reality.
I, one of the ‘cognoscenti’ weak in kindness,
Strong in ignorance, probably a hubris too.
To see the goodness and receive, retrieve it,
That’s the trick.
A slick and sick society,
We cheat and lie
To satisfy self-serving need,
Feed vanity’s rapacious greed;
A lie which grieves the planet as we watch it die
While I write futile poetry and pry
This New Year twenty twenty.