what are we

dealing with

here

by Roberto Lavidez

a dream

so sweet

waking up

was cruel

the curtain

came crashing

down

just at the

moment

when the

drama

seemed

to be

moving

toward

a peaceful

finale

suddenly

plunged

into an

unthinkable

grief

raw absence

sadness

madness

without

a full moon

a lone flower

popping up

from the

hard earth

of a winter

of despair

it smells

to high

heavens

sometimes

rakish story

belie any

hint of

stodginess

but there is

no dialogue

to exploit

the secrets

had been

stolen

most

underhanded

and unfair

everything is

in shambles

in coping

with such crisis

it stumbled

long before

it learned

to walk

destroyed

by jealous

conflicts

of interest

and now

we are

beginning

to wonder

who or what

we are really

dealing with

having a sort of

magpie attitude

to facts

killing slowly

by ceaseless

investigation

gossipy and

voyeuristic

until the

pendulum

swings

trying to

dislodge

the inherited

assumption of

a structure of

right and wrong

in the universe

or following

the path

to deadening

mediocrity

as one

responds

to the

conditions

one finds

oneself in

a common

idiocy of

our age

shimmering

like a mirage

the image of

a perfect society

©robertolavidez2014