When the Earth Started to Moan (A Poem About Despair) by Jeremiah Castelo
A poem about despair, inevitable doom,
and the emotions that so aggressively intrude upon your soul
Thick gray clouds of smoke scorched the canvas sky
like the angry brush strokes of a frustrated artist
The earth’s labored moan echoed through fissures in the ground
like the last breath of a dying musician purged through a broken tuba
melodies magically fold ear lobes into origami shields
Anchors shackled to wrists and ankles;
he had drowned underneath the sound of everything else
She had been begging to be noticed, to be heard,
but she was in a foreign land, she spoke a foreign language,
and she donned the dress of a forbidden faction
