Passengers
a poem
hold fast in the darkest reaches
when good people break a civic bond
a social quarter pretends it breaches
the hatred spawning far beyond
in moonlight where screams echo off rust
a fragile cargo waits for export
packed in on society’s mistrust
as liberty apparent begins to distort
the fashionable cause of immorality
bends under the weight of burning piles of
power feeding immortality
the bodies strewn for a thousand miles
and they wonder in due time
how such vulgar acts could occur
those few left in their prime
admit those acts will recur
©️nssimko