ISLAND

ISLAND

no bell tolls
tinkles even
no alarm
or siren

nothing to
tell nobody

because nobody cares
nobody is listened

hope
   that featherd bird
is cannibal kebabed
skewered on the fire

this is an island
packed with an
accumulation
of no men
great rich big
small men
all of whom
are islands

everyone
everything is trapped
for which
all must get praised
for manufacturing
something so
close
   to the Hell ideal
beautifully evil

power’s
beautiful, soulless child