Empty Spaces Vacant Responses

The Question that nobody hears,
the moment that passes,
empty fenlands
where water meadows
hold the tears of the dead,
and laughing Seagulls
deride the ever hopeful.

I once knew the smiles
of the gloriously naïve,
before childhood was stolen
by market forces.

The question
could be put quite simply,
‘Why don’t we care?’
But No
we need surveys and opinion polls,
we have lost the naked uninhibited response.

All the money in the world
can’t put that right.
Someone once said to me
‘Even God can’t deal with indifference!’

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