Sieves of Destruction (poem and song)

I would like to know
if 360 degrees have a world aglow
with day and night tight
where the political clues lead someplace right
so life don’t end in wars that say good night

walking through the desert storms
generally around haboobs are norms
over landscapes known with satellite pictures
vast spaces shrunk and with city spots sink

Dust to dust piles of crumblin concrete
and nothing’s too lively
nothing too neat
streets point to the nowhere
that was somewhere before
death came a knockin
on everyone’s front door

Marvelous egression from long legged white birds
standing in ocean foam searching for fish
things that go on unseen below
distracted with greed, taken by undertow

Third world wars traditional warp time around
painting curt dreams with crunchy pretzel frowns

Give the jimmies to the da sein
give the pass over to morrows
live the time with hope and windows
for a future above not below.

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