Vibe

Society fragments,

urban decay,

draped in polyester.

You can't pick

the pieces up

Humpty,

after the fall.

Scattered men,

women and

children shooting

down the hall.

Wind blows the

changes faster.

Don't listen

to teacher's pet.

Devils and

angels

calling on you

without regret.

shoulder to

shoulder

men marching

men like ants.

stand apart

in winter

of my

discontent.