Thursday, November 16, 2017

Our heart of darkness


in the name
of progress
we march
into the future
on the backs
of unknown slaves
while we shut
our eyes
so as not
to disturb this
fragile economy

but we know
the truth…

we see them
clinging desperately
to the walls
of our hungry
shopping malls
while we buy
and sell
the products
of their labour


© Harry Rout 2017