SOMETHING DARK IS HERE

SOMETHING DARK IS HERE

Something Dark is Here

Some feel it

Others don’t

Some care

Others won’t

Something Dark is Here

Everyday

Everywhere

&

God ain’t listening
God don’t care

The news doesn’t
Feel it, the press is
Unaware

And all the people are
Making jokes

About the
Dead

Yes.

Something Dark is Here

I can feel it in my bones
As I stare across the room
The street, the store
At my neighbors
Who all look, dress the same
Except for the fact that
They have all secretly
Become unfeeling and
Uncaring
Of all other human
Beings except

Themselves

Laughing

At the grieving of all
Others like themselves

Is life all a joke?

Anyways?

What
Have we become?

What
Are we becoming?

Dark

~ R.M. Engelhardt
©2023