A boy sits silent 
by a rain dashed 
glassless window frame

and bedraggled
Homeless and insane

He sees a sea 
of suffering, eyes bleed 
streams of grief

He sees skies of fire 
that drum a beat 
of killing heat

He sees a seething river
running deep with apathy
and tears

He sees a world 
drowning in a tide 
of greed and fear

He sees air poisoned 
by mans ingenuity
he sees his brothers die

His warning 
go unheeded. 
He is just an insane boy.

No one listens to the powerless

© Dave Kavanagh @ daithiocaomanaigh.com

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