REASON DIES

There is a run on the banks in Moscow,
Putin is put out as people rise up,
Never factored in a put down at home.
Sleepy and Bodger sell another pup.
In this week of darkness has reason died?
Held my three week old grandson in my arms,
He looked deeply into my rheum filled eyes,
Back home radio spews nuclear harms.
Humanity, locked in spiral of death,
Produces new ways to maim and to kill,
Ghouls call for no fly zones, spurred like Macbeth,
Send jets, autonomous drones, I grow ill.
UN ramp up along with rest of West,
Grandson unaware world not at its best.

Harry Rogers in the Red Bedroom, March 4th 2022.

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