‘Propaganda’ and other poems by Ken W. Simpson

By: Ken W. Simpson


The logic of insanity
insulated from reality
by barricades of deception.


An extensive probe
has failed to discover
any sign
of heaven in our galaxy
or beyond
where it may have got
by a black hole
or exploded
many light years ago
as a star
which is why nobody iIs there
to hear your prayers.


Time passes kindly
over memories
of recrimination
anguish and anger.


The solemnity of silence
escapes through an opening
that closes with a bang.


Inconsolable trees
weep their leaves
for friends
you can’t believe

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