American Hades

These are the dead everyone talks about,
The disappeared, gone from one second to the
Next, when they were expected at school, or
At the coffee place, at work, on the swings,
And this rising state stole them from us,
To bury them underground, or somewhere
That might as well be, where they’ll never
Resurface from because this American Hades
Is blowing his vengeance as contagion
Across all the continents of this bloody world.

R 13/04/2025 18:48