A Better Way
Assaulted on all sides,
by the promise of faux-bliss,
etched on designer labels.
as we gleefully get herded,
into styrofoam stables.
Humanity traded at bargain prices,
carefully julienned into bite-sized slices.
There has to be another way,
where dreams and truths aren't brittle as clay.
I have to believe in that less harsh, more just way,
where wanton greed is kept at bay.
I do believe in that better way,
when people see people again.
I do believe in the promise of that day,
when hunger and despair,
when anguish and pain,
when injustice and tyranny,
and at long last,