New Old Year?
Backward
facing Janus covers those eyes
That cannot
look away from the grim sights
Blighting
far, far too many days and nights,
The common
realisation of lies,
Told about
the military murder
Of expendable
civilians
For what
will prove to be mere pyrrhic gains.
Then those
wild firestorms and floods that occur
As climate
changes but policies don’t.
And, so it
was, yet another year went,
With
capitalism seeming content
And secure
in its pursuit of profit.
From the
threshold of the old and the new,
Does Janus
hold a more positive view?
D. A.
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