No vision

Voting against
self interest
in deference
to being ignorant…
no inclinations
for wisdom,
no inner visions
reminiscent of Stevie
as these trolls
and despots
give me the
heebie geebies,
who will save thee?
No man in clouds,
but this rescue
will be undertaken
or forsaken,
in the form
of us –

these flurries
of literary
won’t perish
from Earth…
disbursement fields
that
consort with time
to blind the willing,
of purpose in exchange
for shillings,
it is chilling
all while warring against
the concept,
that the only ones
who can save us,
is us,
but we will falter
and fail,
if we don’t like
each other
so much.