over hill and dale through wadi
and ravne, endless travel with
goal out of sight. Then it happens:
calling, to reach out to adventure
unknown; to defeat or success.
We are called and cannot refuse.
vision, telling yet to happen
while now is also hidden from
our sight or our understanding.
and we are no longer sure when
we are or even where we should be,
here, there, everywhere or nowhere.
nonsense passed as real policy;
they come and go with speed greater
than writing fake news. Who goes next?
There is no clue; we’re always wrong.
but the play school yard is still there
turning out boisterous bullies.
Tweet storms hide empty thought and mind.
Neither books nor knowledge are used;
facts slip by; alternates prevail.
We live on the edge waiting for
the clowns to go with dispatch.