zeitgeist

warmth locked, then erased like it had never been there. eyes met at one time, a soft glance then a quick turnaround like fishes nibbing at tails, then darting forth to rocks and corals when a shadow looms, a dolphin, a shark, man's cold calculation, money does not buy heat, feels like warmth that touches not this heart beating. please help, a cry, a want, like a baby asking for more milk: the elders frown, walk on boomers hold on to their cherished ideals that hard work pays off, how else could the world evolve? then the splitting cry again, of a man or animal lamenting, shrilling, the hyenas come as a pack joining in the snarls, rabid like to echo what too is happening when their land is taken away. ouch, said the girl still learning, sounds tough and grows up too walking sternly on narrow roads, with a waves crashing within, of how it could be different another perspective, another thought then they subside when the sky begins go descend, again. the boy took his first kill, then became a stalker of corporate wealth, building cash behind a vault when the robbers try to break down ... ... blood, his life's work, the emergency brakes, the eagles sweep in, eager for a job. blank stares, mimic gestures, pretense as rats chase cats, big is better, prey becomes predator, and still the quiet choir sings on: the faces resemble love then the night descends, and all the yowling begins again. neighbors lock their doors with triple locks, mask become more well rehearsed, till the skin burns into flesh, flesh withers and the animals of yesterday become kings and queens of today, all the while they carry roses and strange symbols, muttering to each other, this is love.