Words

Words emit, rent air, claims,
calls and warnings of doom
in a world which has long
forgotten how to be, and,

in the doing, demanded
more and valued less, as
waste piles ever higher
and fear towers above

all of it, drowning in
that ocean of desire,
demand, and utter
hopelessness, where

the angels whisper of
hope, but remain unheard
as the clamour grows for
someone to step in and

save us, to do some
thing, when what is
needed is for us to be,
in the fullness of love.