Closing in
Vacant eyes stare at nothing
Long faces smile at random
Vibrant lives vanish in a wheezing whisper
of dim radiance
The walls are closing in
Feelings are kept in check
Nowhere can we go, for nowhere
is there hope
The walls are closing in
The vacant eyes
The long faces
The vanishing lives
Where do we go from here?
When do we start hoping?
How do we keep living?
The walls are closing in
and yet the rains of our tears
in hopeful salves of poetry
never stop washing the pollution
off our deserted streets
