and now, a redundant forecast
in lieu of graven stones...

(a futile eulogy)

by
Evan Hawthorn

*

another day, another six human beings

turned into corpses
by
the COLLECTIVE West invested

(protected, projected
and
verily infected)

genocidal pests.

at least these stolen souls
could all be named.

for lo,
per the recent statement
by the Red Cross,

the countless thousands
of our
sistren and brethren
still
buried
under
the rubble ⚰️

will probably
never be identified.

*

of course, we and the stars above
will always know

who their killers are.

*

for, clear as unforgiven day,

the delusion ridden following
herded in the profit mined
belly of the beast

vote for them every November,

reined rain or shine.

💦🌞