And They Stare Right Back

when we look
into the stars
and they stare
right back
they’ll see
a culturally
devoid smoke
spewing
cluster of
dissociation
ignorance
and hate
consummate policies
devouring itself
in pointless
trivial struggles
while it bastes
in sin and vice
while inside
terrible, terrible
debt squeals
into unpaid
frenzy fire
of pitiless
cynical
trivial struggles
spewing
ignorance
while inside
screams
in pointless
frenzy fire
‘passion
and change’
ring to the
lethargic ear
and they stare
right back
but what
they’ll see
is the country
or its man?