Before It's Too Late

Bodyless voices rise into the air,
ignored.

Bodies covered with vapour,
voices drowned out by indifference,

but, the bodies have feet
and they continue to march.

The voices have pitches
and they become louder.

They are lower than the ones they
scream at.
They are smaller than the ones they
fight with,

but, they are not so easily defeated.

~

It makes me wonder if the challenged
feel challenged.
I really do not know.

All I know is
that if God is creating the world,
He is wearing a fine suit.

[ SJM ]