Desolation arena

Is that a mighty revolution?
Or just an endlessly revolving evolution?
Is that your rage boiling up?
An empty page filling up
with hatred and smoke-stained dreams?

I’m torn with indecision
While bullets fly with impeccable precision
But the ensuing battle
With my brother and my neighbor and my friend
Leaves me dead
Once again, and again.

I see your hollow stare
I can hear your despair
But it’s the fear that invades my nostrils
This yellow chemical of future without future
That constricts my breathing
That steals and forfeits
my most unblemished glimpses of the sky

I see your bloody conscience
And raise you my impoverished hopes
Torn between oligarchy
And mindless mass destruction
I see those children on the playground
Asking why
I see their parents scared to look them
In the eye

And in this scorching pool of loveless desolation
My judgment falters
Feel my knees turn to water
Fight one more round with a smile
And I know
In the end I got no chance…