seeds for your pocket

o demon face
may you reach the end of yourself
so that you will know
you will know that no one had to die

your lies have led to a thousand blooms
set alight in the silence
your crimes have made them feel too much
everything and nothing

the bodies you’ve threshed underfoot
are the seeds you’ve sown of your destruction
their scarlet heads now reach and sway
freedom cries scattered to the wind

and the wind remove all trace of you
hie thee into damnable night
your brutal answers went unquestioned
now circling back to haunt you

o barrel chest
may you reach the end of your hollow self
you know that none had to die
you fucking know

by TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2022

23 thoughts on “seeds for your pocket

  1. POWERFUL! This morning I saw the news clip of the Ukranian woman handing the seeds to the soldier. The ordinary people are showing incredible courage standing up to the Russian soldiers led by a maniac. I pray that the Russian people stop listening to the lies, hear the truth and take Putin down…As an artist, writer and citizen of the world, I stand with Ukraine!

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  2. Pretty sure that lady who handed those sunflower seeds to a Russian soldier had a similar train of thought. You’ve captured it perfectly, in the exact combination of melancholy and tranquil it warrants.

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  3. Yes, you’re spot on, Tony. 7,931,000,000 human beings on this planet and all it takes is 1 hell-raiser and his enablers and cronies to create so much world-wide consternation and so much local suffering.

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