Clenched fists, heart pounding, teeth glued together as every sinew struggles to break free of its bonds. I imagine fire, a man on fire, not passion, but passionate anger.
Indignation.
A man on the brink of being blown to bits, who stands trembling under the weight of his own conscience.
Fire, red, all steam now.
He saw, nay, read, of kids who died in war, Felt a little sadness. Woe.
He saw, nay, read, of starving families in a place torn apart by constant strife.
He saw, nay, read, of a kid who died of cancer before ever learning of what being an adult meant.
He saw, nay, read. Then felt it surge before it disappeared almost instantly. Melancholy he says. Powerless, he explains.
Then of the groping in Germany, he felt it again. Imagines an angry man who goes to capture every evil in the world, smites it down with the furious justice only GODS hold.
Superman, he laughs.
Superman.
It mellows, disappears,
Disappointed.
A boy on a bus keying words on a white screen.
The world goes bumping on.
6 January 2015
Indignation.
A man on the brink of being blown to bits, who stands trembling under the weight of his own conscience.
Fire, red, all steam now.
He saw, nay, read, of kids who died in war, Felt a little sadness. Woe.
He saw, nay, read, of starving families in a place torn apart by constant strife.
He saw, nay, read, of a kid who died of cancer before ever learning of what being an adult meant.
He saw, nay, read. Then felt it surge before it disappeared almost instantly. Melancholy he says. Powerless, he explains.
Then of the groping in Germany, he felt it again. Imagines an angry man who goes to capture every evil in the world, smites it down with the furious justice only GODS hold.
Superman, he laughs.
Superman.
It mellows, disappears,
Disappointed.
A boy on a bus keying words on a white screen.
The world goes bumping on.
6 January 2015
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