Vortex
I am not a vortex
Nor Ghandi amongst the people
I am not a preacher
Preaching beneath a steeple
I cannot tell you
What you already know
The evidence is obvious
We reap what others sowed
The silence and the passion
The emotion and the rage
The feeling of stupidity
We are clowns inside the cage
We all of us allow
Money to be a sacrificial cow
Worshipped more than religion
And shaping where we land
Turning our lives in turmoil
Just because it can
I cannot stop this whirlpool
I cannot stem this flow
If we collectively do nothing
We have nowhere else to go
© SJ2009
